Became A Queen After divorce

Thunder rumbled in her mind, and Pearl didn’t catch what he said.

All she could hear was the phrase, “Get rid of the baby.”

She had just sworn to herself that she would never shed a tear in front of Sam.

But when she heard those cruel words, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

Her eyes were red and swollen, filled with a misty haze that would evoke pity from anyone.

“You! Say it again, Sam, you liar!”

He had promised to take care of her and the baby, but now it was clear he didn’t love her or even want the child.

Pearl felt foolish for having genuine feelings for such a heartless man.

“You don’t want me to keep the baby because you’re afraid I’ll be a burden to you. Fine! The child will be mine alone, and it has nothing to do with you!”

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She wiped her tears resolutely. Pearl intended to anger him but ended up infuriating herself.

Sam didn’t take her feeble “threat” seriously. He smiled, mocking her naivety and overestimation of herself.

“Utterly foolish!”

“I’ve said what I needed to say. Do as you wish. I’m leaving and won’t return to Taswya.”

With that, he turned and left without looking back.

“You!”

Pearl was furious!

She had been the one to sever ties with Sam, but now her heart ached as if someone had gripped her lifeline, making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Seeing her collapse, the person who had vowed to leave immediately turned back.

As Pearl’s body fell, strong arms caught her just in time.

“Pearl, wake up. Pearl… don’t scare me. Wake up.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so cruel to you.”

“But I was doing it…”

For your own good.

No matter how he called out, the person in his arms remained unresponsive as if in a deep sleep.

The blood at the corner of her lips was glaringly red, causing worry.

Sam panicked. He hadn’t expected his words to hurt her so deeply.

Love is often confusing for those involved but clear to onlookers.

Cheyenne, watching from below the stage, rolled her eyes.

“He’s so stupid. He clearly likes Miss Gilliam but insists on hurting her.”

“He thinks he’s doing it for Pearl’s good, but his self-righteous actions are hurting her the most.”

“Maybe he underestimated Pearl’s feelings for him from the start.”

Kelvin couldn’t help but think of himself years ago after hearing Cheyenne’s critique of Sam.

“Stupid?”

Sam now was just like he had been back then-falling in love but trying to distance himself.

Trying to push away while being irresistibly drawn closer, ultimately hurting the one he loved most.

Realizing this, Kelvin sighed deeply and agreed with Cheyenne.

“Yes, incredibly stupid.”

Both he and Sam were naturally cold people, afraid of being trapped by emotions.

Fortunately, he had moved past that. Emotions can be binding but also a source of strength, depending on how you handle them.

After following his heart, he was now very happy. He hoped Sam would soon realize his own feelings.

While Kelvin was lost in thought, Cheyenne rushed onto the stage to check on Pearl.

“Cheyenne, wait for me.”

On stage, Sam held Pearl tightly, regretting his actions. He should have known Pearl’s weak body couldn’t handle such a blow.

Suddenly, a cold hand pushed him aside.

“Move. Let me see.”

He looked up and was surprised to see Cheyenne helping Pearl.

His shock and complex feelings vanished in an instant, leaving only a heartfelt “Thank you!”

It was probably the first time in his thirty-plus years that Sam had sincerely thanked someone.

Cheyenne didn’t look at him but focused on checking Miss Gilliam’s pulse while responding, “No need. After all, you’re Kelvin’s brother.”

“And Miss Gilliam is my friend.”

“Brother.”

Sam stood stunned. He turned to see Kelvin walking toward him.

Kelvin patted his shoulder reassuringly, just like when they were friends.

“Don’t worry. Trust Cheyenne’s abilities.”

Kelvin believed Sam had changed.

He was no longer the selfish, jealous, hypocritical cold-blooded person he used to be;

Now he had a touch of humanity and finally seemed like a real person-a living person.

Thinking of Gracie’s dying wish, Kelvin was willing to give Sam a chance and treat him as family.

Meanwhile, Sam felt a mix of guilt and gratitude.

Looking back on his past thirty-plus years, Sam realized that while he had spent half his life seeking revenge for his sister, the real culprit was himself.

The Kelvin he had targeted countless times and nearly killed turned out to be his half-brother.

When he thought he was all alone, he turned around to find someone standing behind him.

He wasn’t alone; he had friends and family.

And that person was Kelvin, his brother.

“Yes.”

With a simple response, the tension between the brothers eased.

On the other side, Pearl’s condition worried Cheyenne more than ever.

“This is bad. Miss Pearl’s emotional trauma has damaged her heart and lungs. That mouthful of blood nearly killed her; she’s hanging by a thread.”

And that thread was the baby.

She didn’t want to die!

“What should we do?”

Kelvin didn’t know medicine and could only anxiously ask his wife.

Cheyenne slowly uttered two words-“Heart transplant!”

The first person to object was Sam.

“No way!”

“Why not?”

Cheyenne couldn’t understand. Didn’t he care about Pearl?

Sam explained, “For an ordinary heart patient, a transplant might work. But Pearl has universal golden blood; only matching blood can work.”

“That’s why Declan wanted to capture Giana and Esteban.”

Understanding this, Cheyenne clicked her tongue in amazement. “My God! Universal golden blood is even rarer than Rh-negative blood. I’ve… I’ve encountered two!”

Should she call it luck?