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.

explosion came from the direction where Ernest distanced himself from

die, but Ernest died

“No--”

the thought of

yelling, seeing black. She held her head and shook

I don’t

and thin together with me. He promised

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

was collapsing as

the broken pen were proving that Ernest had been blown to pieces by

brought her too much pain to

like being torn apart alive,

world had been dimmed in the darkness, almost breaking

He enjoyed seeing how painful

miserable she was, the happier

was, the more hope he

be broken down

His hoarse voice made him sound like a

Ernest died for rescuing you. It

were reechoed

word was like a needle stabbed

her eyes in a daze, tears

her, Ernest wouldn’t take the risk, and nor

was all because of

wished that she was

Turner, why don’t

suddenly looked up and glared at Benjamin like a

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

Florence, his eyes full

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

picked up

he cut the bandage on his

His eyes, cheeks, lips,

saw his face completely, even her eyes were

she had seen

scars and rotten flesh, intertwined with the pus. It was

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