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.

came from the direction where Ernest distanced

didn’t die, but

“No--”

of that,

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

Impossible! I don’t

through think and

won’t leave me and let me live on alone. He won’t! He won’t do

her heart was collapsing as

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

too much pain

being torn apart

black as if her whole world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost breaking

in the wheelchair, Benjamin laughed complacently. He enjoyed seeing

more miserable she was, the happier he

was, the more

broken down bit by bit

voice made him sound like

Fraser, Ernest died for rescuing you. It was you who

were reechoed

word was like a needle stabbed

widened her eyes in a daze, tears

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

all because

she was the

Turner, why don’t

and glared at Benjamin like

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

Florence, his eyes

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

and picked up

he cut the bandage on his face open

one after another. His eyes,

even her eyes

had

of seriously burned scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It

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