Rhys was quiet for a moment and was then stunned.
He didn't expect that Stefan would trade his life for Jimmy's.
He calmed down and recovered from the hatred.
He regained his usually cynical look and cast a glance at Stefan.
Rhys turned to look at the gun on the table.
Stefan could really sacrifice his life for his son?
Thinking of this, Rhys arched his eyebrow and sneered, "I had thought a heartless man like you would never care about anyone. I am impressed today."
Stefan pursed his lips but his expression didn't change.
Ignoring Rhys' sarcasms, he said in a determined tone, "Cut the crap. Just make a choice."
"I don't give a shit about your wealth," Rhys said slowly.
"Clap!"
Stefan had loaded the gun, turned the trigger to Rhys' side and targeted it at his own head.
"It seems you have made a decision. Do it then."
Stefan didn't hesitate. He felt strangely calm at the last moment of his life.
It was as if his life and death didn't matter to him anymore.
However, deep inside, he couldn't help but wonder.
Would she remember him after he redeemed himself with his life? He wished she could at least hate him to remember him.
Rhys squinted and fixed his eyes on Stefan.
He pulled down Stefan's hand that held the gun.
"I haven't finished. I don't give a damn about your life, either."
Stefan looked at Rhys, who was smiling, with his deep-set eyes.
"I used to really want you dead, but now I found death too easy on you. I want you to feel worse than death."
Rhys stared at Stefan with a weird look, as if appreciating his prey. He was thinking how to make Stefan in misery.
Stefan was a bit angry.
"You think you can do that?"
Rhys laughed out loud, "Of course. I am doing it now. To you, the most painful thing is to watch what you care about the most being taken away."
Rhys' words did touch a raw nerve. Now Stefan cared about Martha the most.
Stefan could trade his own life for Jimmy's, but he couldn't let Rhys hurt Martha.
He was furious.
He grabbed Rhys' collar and shouted at him, "Are you a coward? It's between us! Don't get her involved!"
Opening the car window, the cold wind blew and she tried to recovered composure.
When she arrived at the suburb near the pier, there was no one here at this moment.
She was getting uneasy.
Even though she didn't want to admit it, at this moment...
She was worried about Stefan.
She was worried he might do something on impulse.
When she arrived at the dock, it was quiet around.
The cold night wind blew.
The strange quietness made her nervous. She didn't see anyone here.
For a moment, she didn't know where to find Stefan.
Just then, the sound of a gunshot came.
It was terrifying and Martha felt her mind going blank.
She was in shock for a moment and couldn't move.
After a few seconds of silence, she came to herself and tried to hold back the fear. She ran over to where the sound came from...
"Stefan, you're not allowed to die!"
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