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 Ernest distanced himself from

didn’t die, but Ernest died for

“No--”

thought of that, Florence

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

I don’t

through think and

He won’t! He

the bottom of her heart was collapsing as if it was damaged

and the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been

thought brought her too

was like being

saw black as if her whole world

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

miserable she was, the happier

was, the more hope

wanted to personally see her be broken down bit by

His hoarse voice made him sound like

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It

reechoed in

was like a

daze,

her, Ernest

all

wished that she was the one who had

don’t

looked up and glared at Benjamin like

into his hands and didn’t want to live on any longer,

Florence, his eyes

said steadily, stressing each syllable, “Florence Fraser, death is the simplest

and picked up the scissors that had been

the bandage on his

bandages fell one after another. His eyes, cheeks, lips, and

even her eyes

had seen -- a

His whole face was full of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the

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