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

but Ernest died for

“No--”

of that, Florence broke

black. She

Impossible! I don’t believe

and thin

won’t! He won’t do it!” she

was collapsing as if

pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by the explosion. He was no longer

brought her too much pain

was like being torn apart

her whole world had been dimmed

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

she was,

was, the

broken down bit by bit

His hoarse voice made him

you.

words were reechoed in

was like a needle stabbed into

widened her eyes in a daze, tears dropping.

wanted to rescue her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor

all because

was the one who had

why don’t you

up and glared at Benjamin

to live on any longer,

Florence, his eyes full of unconcealed

said steadily, stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest thing in this world. However, living

and picked up

he cut the bandage on his

His eyes, cheeks, lips, and chin were

saw his face completely, even her eyes were

had

full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was crisscrossed with wounds, and no intact

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