Sam’s gaze lingered, deeply affectionate, unwilling to move away from the girl’s face even for a second.
However, he knew the time for parting hade. Despite the pain and reluctance in his heart, he had to let go of her hand.
“Pearl, the answer to the question you’ve always asked me is-”
“I don’t like you, I only love you!”
He whispered softly in her ear and nted a kiss on her fair forehead.
At the same time, a hot tear fell onto Pearl’s eyelid, wetting her eyshes.
In her sleep, she seemed to sense something and shed two lines of tears, her expression showing extreme pain as if she were experiencing a nightmare.
Sam lifted his head again, resuming his usual cool and elegant demeanor. He smiled faintly as he handed Pearl to the approaching Cheyenne.
“Thank you.”
Cheyenne frowned, feeling the atmosphere was unbearably sorrowful. She couldn’t help but offer somefort to this tragic couple.
“You don’t have to act like this is a final farewell.”
As long as he didn’t give up, there was still hope.
“Sister-inw, please take care of her.”
His sudden use of “sister-inw” surprised Cheyenne, who immediately turned to look at Kelvin.
Kelvin then stepped into the cell.
“Don’t worry, Cheyenne and I will take care of her.”
“Yes, I’m with Kelvin on this.”
With their promise, Sam feltpletely at ease.
He could only express his gratitude by bowing deeply to them.
After that, he turned away, not looking back at them.
Clenching his fists, he spoke coldly, “Take her away!”
Time was pressing; those outside had already urged them again. Kelvin knew they couldn’t stay any longer.
Cheyenne, being a woman, couldn’t possibly carry the heavier Miss Gilliam, especially since thetter was pregnant.
If it were someone else, Kelvin might have asked a nearby guard for help, but this was his responsibility.
Cheyenne wouldn’t be jealous, right?
While he was hesitating, Cheyenne’s impatient temper red up!
She pped Kelvin’s leg and said irritably, “What are you standing there for? Help me!”
Cheyenne’s temper was getting worse, but she was his wife after all.
His dear wife!
“Coming.”
Though he carried Pearl, Kelvin was very mindful of propriety, keeping his hands properly ced.
Before leaving, Kelvin stopped and looked back at the thin figure.
“Take care, brother.”
“Yes, be careful not to wake her. She just fell asleep.”
After saying this, he urged Kelvin to leave quickly, with Cheyenne following closely behind.
The footsteps grew fainter and fainter…
To Sam’s ears, they formed a mournful farewell tune.
Facing the wall, he looked up at the ray of sunlight that shone on his wless handsome face.
At that moment, his whole being seemed bathed in a golden glow, making him appear ethereal even in the simple cell.
A rare smile appeared in his charming eyes, which gradually turned into wildughter.
“So tired… What did I strive for all my life?”
“Hahaha, I, Sam, born proud and never admitting defeat! Never!”
Theughter stopped, and so did his life.N?velDrama.Org ? content.
The figure copsing in the sunlight marked the end of a legend. Sam’s dark yet proud life concluded perfectly here.
Thest ray of sunlight that brought him warmth was his final redemption.
It was as if God had sent Pearl’s hand to mercifully take away His loyal follower.
Meanwhile, outside the prison, Kelvin had just ced Pearl in the back seat and was ready to drive away.
Cheyenne had coughed twice earlier; she must have caught a coldst night. He needed to get her home quickly and then take her to the hospital.
Just as the car started, Cheyenne suddenly grabbed his wrist.
“Wait!”
Kelvin was startled by her serious expression and looked at her cautiously.
Thinking back on everything that had just happened, he realized he hadn’t done anything to upset her.
“Something’s wrong… Something doesn’t feel right…”
For some reason, Cheyenne suddenly felt a heaviness in her heart.
She couldn’t quite exin it; it felt like something big was about to happen.
“Cheyenne, what’s wrong?”
“Don’t you think Sam seemed strange today?”
“Brother?”
Strange?
Kelvin thought back to his encounter with Sam earlier. It didn’t seem any different fromst night.
“No, he also talked a lotst night.”
Talked a lot?
Cheyenne finally understood what felt off!
“Is Sam someone who talks a lot?”
Kelvin shook his head.
“No.”
Both were not talkative people; their friendship was built on mutual understanding.
“Exactly. His talking so much felt like he was saying goodbye. I hope I’m wrong.”
Goodbye!
Those words struck Kelvin. Knowing Sam’s proud nature, he would neverpromise or yield.
Kelvin’s face changed dramatically. He quickly got out of the car and ran towards the prison.
“Brother!”
“Kelvin, wait for me!”
Seeing him run frantically towards the prison, Cheyenne feared he might sh with Taswya’s police in his agitation and hurried after him.
Toote!
When Kelvin entered the cell for the third time, his newly reunited brothery lifeless on the ground.
Nearby were a used syringe and a thumb-thick ss bottle.
Sam had always been clean; even in death, he chose the most dignified way.
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Kelvin’s knees buckled as he knelt beside him with red eyes.
For the first time in years, he shed tears for his rival and brother-Sam.
“Why? Was winning or losing really that important to you?”
“If I had noticed your odd behavior sooner, could I have saved you…”
Feeling the pain of losing a loved one again, Kelvin clenched his fists tightly.
Guilt surged over him like an avnche or tsunami.
Cheyenne arrived shortly after and saw Kelvin’s sorrowful and vulnerable side. She hugged him from behind with a pained heart.
It had been many years since shest saw him cry.
Sam’s death seemed fitting for his character, but Cheyenne still felt regretful.
Her dear husband had once again been abandoned by a loved one. What a poor soul.
“Don’t cry. Respect Sam’s choice; it will help him rest in peace.”
“He was my only brother in this world.”
“I know.”
“And my only friend.”
“You still have me… Kelvin, the children and I will never leave you.”