Chapter 977
Even After Death
âWillow, are you crying? Ethan asked.
He suddenly chuckled. He was so foolish. Willow couldnât speak, and he was turning blind very soon.
âWhat time is it? Sorry, I canât see very well anymore.â
Willow took his hand and traced the number six in his palm.
âAlmost six, hm? Time flies.â Ethan sighed lightly.
He could feel that he had almost spent all his energy on staying up.
âKelvin,â he called.
Kelvin had also stayed up the whole night. His eyes were even redder now.
âIâm here, Mr. Miller. There was a sobbing tone in his voice.
Ethan chuckled. Youâre a man. Why are you crying? Iâve already told you on the first day that life and
death are predestined.
âI know, but⦠but Iâve never thought that it would be you, Mr. Miller â¦â
Everyone standing here was prepared to take bullets for Ethan and die for his sake.
If death were to come knocking, they were sure that they would die before Ethan did.
No one expected that Ethan would be poisoned while he was unguarded and that he would end up like
this in the end
Brent squeezed Kelvinâs shoulder to comfort him.
âMr. Miller, if you have anything to say, go ahead. Weâre listening.â
Ethan reached out. âHelp me to the table. I want to write my last words.â
âAlright.â
The two guided Ethan to the chair.
One of them placed the pen between his fingers while the other placed the paper by his hand so that
he could gauge the distance.
Ethanâs hands were trembling like that of a Parkinsonâs patient. He couldnât even hold the pen properly,
let
With great effort, he wrote the last few crooked words on the letter.
âLiv, Iâm sorry. I love you.â
When he had written those words, he seemed to have used up all his energy. He had difficulty folding
the papers, much less putting them in the envelope.
âLet me do it, Mr. Miller.â Sobbing, Kelvin took the envelope.
âWhen you meet Liv in the future, please give it to her in person.â
âOf course
âBrent, help me outside. Itâs almost dawn, so watch my last sunrise with me. I wonât be able to see it in
the future.â
Turning away, Brent secretly wiped his tears away. âUnderstood, Mr. Miller.â
Ethanâs footsteps were unsteady. He was losing his ability to walk as well.
In the end, Brent carried Ethan on his back. âIâll take you to see the sunrise, Mr. Miller. Hang in there.
Iâm sure we can see it.â
Brent still remembered the last time he had carried Ethan on his back.
Ethan had taken a bullet to his chest, and if the bullet deviated even a little bit, Ethan would have been
dead.
Back then, Brent carried Ethan across the snowy mountain.
Sprawled on his back, Ethan spoke in his ear, telling him that he wouldnât die.
Ethan still hadnât married the love of his life, and he still had things he wanted to do.
But today, Brent had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt that Ethan was truly beyond saving now.
Ethan had courted death many times, and he managed to escape every time. But this time, was he
unable to withstand it anymore?
Why did it have to be Ethan, of all people? Other than Olivia, Ethan had done nothing wrong to anyone
else. This wasnât the ending he was supposed to have.
Brent refused to come to terms with it, but what could he do?
He didnât know medicine, and he couldnât do anything at all. He could only watch as Ethan left. He had
always been a strong mar, but he couldnât hold back his tears now. He sobbed as he walked.
The ringing of bells reached his ears. Willow was following them. She didnât leave.
Lastly, they stopped. Brent put Ethan down.
âWeâll wait here, Mr. Miller. Youâll be able to see the sun when it rises.â
Ethan nodded. âAlright.â