It was a normal pen, which could be bought from any store on the street.

Besides, its shape had been changed and it was broken so seriously that Florence even couldn’t tell what it looked like originally.

However, she could recognize the carved smiling face on it.

It was the birthday gift that she gave to Ernest.

She particularly asked the owner to carve a smiling face according to her request.

It wasn’t a valuable pen, but she knew that Ernest took it along with him almost all the time, just like his watch and ring. He treasured the pen more than anything else.

Usually, he wasn’t willing to use it at all.

However, the pen appeared in Benjamin’s hand and was broken so seriously...

“This is fished out by my men from the sea,” Benjamin explained out of his kindness.

Florence knew which area of the sea he referred to.

Although the pen looked ordinary, it had good quality. It turned to be like this under a huge impact force or an explosion.

Ernest always kept it next to his skin.

It meant that Ernest must be quite close to the bomb and had received the strongest impact force.

His pen had become like this. Florence couldn’t imagine what about him...

Her whole body was weakened. Florence fell to the floor.

Her mind was in a mess, keeping buzzing. Suddenly, something that she had forgotten became clear in her mind.

She recalled it.

When they fell into the sea, Ernest whispered in her ear, “Florence, I won’t let you die.”

He promised her that he wouldn’t let her die.

Hence, when they fell into the sea, he tore the bomb away from her.

Under the impact force when bumping into the water, he pushed her away and distanced the bomb from her rapidly.

the explosion came from the direction where

die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

the thought of that, Florence broke

couldn’t help yelling, seeing black. She held her head and

I don’t

through think and

won’t leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do it!” she cried out continuously and

bottom of her heart was collapsing

broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces

thought brought her too much pain

like being torn apart

if her whole world had been

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

she was, the happier

more desperate she was, the more

see her be broken down

His hoarse voice made him sound like a

Ernest died for rescuing you. It was

reechoed in Florence’s

was like a needle stabbed into her

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

he wanted to rescue her, Ernest

all because of

wished that she was the one who

Turner, why don’t you kill

suddenly looked up and glared at

want to live on any longer, she didn’t think she should

at Florence, his

syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest

and picked up

bandage on his

after another. His eyes,

completely, even her

she had seen

face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could be found on

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