Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1659

Only James knew the truth. How could someone like Martha, who valued her life above all else and spent her days scheming, not have prepared a backup donor heart knowing she had a heart condition? She had prepared one long ago. It was just that the heart that could have saved her life would never reach her. At this point, whether Martha lived or died required nothing more than a simple nod from James. But he refused to give that nod. He would rather donate that rare heart unconditionally to an impoverished patient than use it to save a venomous woman harboring malicious intent. Even if this viper shared the Nelson family bloodline, so what? He was no longer the naive boy who harbored illusions about familial love. As long as someone like Martha lived, she would act like a snake hiding in the gutters, ready to bite back at any moment. He had gone to extraordinary lengths to pave the way for Emmy to marry into the Nelson family. How could he possibly allow even the slimmest fraction of a threat to her safety to remain in this world? For his wife, he could be ruthless to the absolute end.

"I know," James said, stepping into the elevator with his long legs without even looking back.

After leaving the hospital, James returned to Cloudrest Peak. The autumn wind was bleak, scattering yellow leaves across the mountain. He walked alone to the summit, stopping in front of a pristine tombstone. At last, Jamie's photo had been placed on the stone. The young boy's bright, sunny smile was forever frozen in his prime. James bent down, gently placing a bouquet of white roses in front of the headstone before crouching down.

"Brother, I came to see you again." Reaching out, he gently wiped a speck of dust from the photo with his thumb, a relieved smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I finally avenged you," he said, his voice raspy and carrying an imperceptible tremor. "I did not spare a single person who hurt you back then. Those who died deserved it, and those who survived will wish they had not."

The cold late-autumn wind blew through the loose hair on his forehead. A rare look of tender warmth surfaced in his pitch-black eyes. In this moment, he was nothing more than a little brother who had lost his older sibling. He slowly sat down, leaning against the tombstone as if chatting with his closest confidant.

"Do not worry, I will live well for the both of us. I will live proudly in the light..." James tilted his head back, staring at the gloomy sky as his eyes stung. "Brother, if there is a next life... let me be born first. In the next life, let me be the older brother. Let me protect you."

He sat in the biting wind at the summit for a long time, only rising to leave when the cold had thoroughly soaked through his suit jacket.

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