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.

from the direction where

didn’t die, but Ernest

“No--”

of that,

black. She held her head and shook it

Impossible! I don’t believe

said he would go through think and thin together

on alone. He won’t! He won’t do

her heart was collapsing as if

had been

too

being

her whole world had been dimmed in the

laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing how painful and

more miserable she was, the happier he

desperate she was, the more hope

personally see her be broken down

made him sound like a

you.

reechoed

like a needle stabbed into

eyes in a daze,

that he wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the

all because

wished that she was the one who had

Turner, why don’t you kill

looked up and glared at Benjamin like

want to live on any

his eyes full of unconcealed

“Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However,

picked up the scissors that had been stabbed

he cut the bandage on his face

fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

Florence saw his face completely, even her

wondered what she had seen --

scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact skin could be found

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