My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)
Chapter 490

Amos remained silent. Kesha shot a cold glance at Steven.

"What did you say? Don't think that I'll forgive you just because of what you said. It's too late, Steven! It's over!"

Crimson blood flowed out from the corner of Steven's mouth as he smiled at Kesha.

"I'm sorry, Kesha. I'm sorry that I was a coward. I didn't know that I hurt you. If I had known, I would not have been like that! I admit that I was just messing around with you when we first got together. But then, I really thought of marrying you... That's why I was so frustrated when I saw you smiling at other people..."

Kesha glared at Steven fiercely.

"I've told you many times, you're a fool! Did you really think that I would come crawling back to you, or even feel guilty about killing you? No, I'm telling you now that I will never!"

Steven shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter anymore! Maybe my whole life is just a joke."

Because he was brought up in the Granger family, outsiders thought that he had everything served to him on a silver platter, and many envied him for that.

However, little did they know that he was just the worthless nephew of the Granger family.

His family wasn't given the right to feel happy, and they were basically powerless. In fact, they never were labeled as the prestigious Granger family in the eyes of the outsiders. However, they still had to be cautious in their words and behavior to make sure that they didn't bring shame to the family.

In other words, they never had the chance to enjoy the privileges that the main family had. The worst part was that they still had to be responsible for their wrongdoings nonetheless.

The only thing he could do was to obey the main branch and not stir up any trouble, and maybe if the main branch was happy, they might share some of their fortunes. Only in this way could he abandon his miserable life there and start fresh.

He grew up hearing his parents' complaints to the point that he thought about working hard to change his fate.

However, in the end, he found that it was too much to handle. He got tired as well.

Now, he finally didn't need to care who the main family was and who held the absolute power. He could finally live for himself peacefully. He prayed that he wouldn't be born into such a complicated family in his next life.

It didn't matter if they were peasants busy growing crops every day, at least, they would be happier. They would wake up at sunrise, start working, and stop at sunset every day. This life was all his heart desired...

The police had come back with those thugs arrested. Harley was appalled at the sight of Amos in his bloody clothes.

"What's going on? Kesha, what have you done?"

Harley's voice brought Steven's thoughts back to reality.

He grabbed Harley hurriedly by the hem of his pants. "Officer Louis, it's not Kesha! I did it! I did all of this!"

Harley frowned, "Steven, are you stupid? You're badly wounded, don't tell me you stabbed yourself?"

"It... It doesn't matter who hurt me! Everything else was all me! Please let go of Kesha..."

"Steven! Could you stop speaking nonsense? Are you saying that you were the one who pushed Kesha's mother down the stairs? We checked the surveillance footage. You didn't even show up at the George's that day. How are you going to explain that?"

"It... It's me. Officer Louis, trust me, it's really me."

His idea was actually very clear and simple. He was going to die anyway, he might as well give Kesha another chance at life.

However, Harley hated evil. It was what he fought against all his life. He won't fall for Steven's trick that easily.

Kesha looked at Steven's bloody body beside her. At a moment like this, why was he still protecting her?

"You id*ot!" She raised her voice and interrupted Steven.

"I don't need you to help me beg for mercy! You make me sick!"

Steven was still smiling the way he did when they first met.

At that time, his smile looked extremely attractive. Otherwise, Kesha would not have fallen for him that easily. "Didn't you say that I owed you? I'm helping you now."

It was not long until Clint had driven the car up, and all of them went over to Eudora and Amos.

Using this chance, Steven suddenly stood up and stuffed something into Kesha's hand. He then whispered softly, "Quick, run that way!"

Kesha was stunned. For the first time, she felt that compassionate love which she had longed for from Steven. Even when he was practically drowning in his own blood.

"But..."

"Enough. Just go. Run away and start a new life. Let the past stay in the past!"

After that, he nudged Kesha forward.

Kesha stumbled a few steps before making a sprint towards the exit.

Someone shouted out from behind, "She's escaping!"

Subsequently, Steven tried to get up on his feet and stop them. However, he failed. He had lost too much blood and he was struggling to even breathe. It was not long until he collapsed onto the ground. The fall was like the sound of his heartbeat. Truth be told, Kesha had loved Steven at some point in her life. They were lovers for a long time and they went through many ups and downs together. How could she ever deny her feelings for Steven?

She remembered that she once laid on Steven's chest and listened to his heart beat.

It sounded eerily similar to the sound of Steven falling to the ground.

Her palms became sweaty all of a sudden. Kesha looked down and saw a bank card.

Long lost memories flashed across her mind. One time, Felicia requested her to ask for Steven's help to replace out what had happened to her father's safe.

Steven was busy at that time, hence he replied to her briefly.

"How much money could your father give you? Wait till we succeed, I will give you all my money!"

At that time, she was very angry. She felt that she was not valued but instead neglected.

But now...

He really gave all his money to her.

Her hand trembled slightly. Kesha stumbled back and fell to the ground. The policeman caught up to her and arrested her.

"Don't move!"

Kesha did not move. She allowed them to take her back to the scene. When the police were transferring Steven to the car, Kesha suddenly said,

"Could I please see him one last time?"

The police frowned. "Come with us first!"

"I won't run anymore. Just let me see him!" Kesha pleaded. "Please. Just one last look."

In fact, everyone knew that Steven was gone and that sending him to the hospital wouldn't change anything. He had lost too much blood from the two wounds in his chest. There was no way he could survive. Even God couldn't save him.

The young police officer who was holding Kesha captive couldn't bear to not let Kesha go.

The rest of the crowd then surrounded Kesha and Steven as they watched.

Kesha slowly stepped forward. Steven's face and body were all covered in blood. He was laying still, not moving, not breathing.

She moved closer to him, tears welling up in her eyes. She then raised her hand to slap him in the face.

"Id*ot! You're really an id*ot!"