Chapter 185 Car Acciden
However, Jennifer's words that day left Derek devastated. He didn't go to work. He spent his days getting hammered in bars, making his father so upset that he had to be hospitalized. Even so, Derek didn't care.
Finally, Jeremy couldn't stand it anymore. One day, he went to confront Derek in one of those bars. Looking at his inebriated brother, he angrily grabbed his collar and said in a firm, reprimanding voice, "Derek, that's enough. For how long will you stay depressed? Is wrecking yourself like this over a woman who doesn't love you worth it?"
As he spoke, Jeremy gave Derek a hard shove.
The drunken Derek staggered back a few steps, blinked the haze from his eyes, and sneered at Jeremy. "Jeremy, you are a coward when it comes to love, so you're destined to lose it. I'm different from you. Even if Jennifer doesn't love me, I will do my best for her to love me back."
Jeremy retorted coldly, "So? The best you can do to fight for your love is to get drunk all day long and even ruin your career? Derek, you are a loser, a loser who can't bear failure. Our father got hospitalized due to anger because of you! Don't you even care about him? Damn it!"
Jeremy was furious.
Since childhood, he had been particularly relieved to have a younger brother like Derek. Derek had an unassailable sense of propriety. No matter what he did, he would seldom let Jeremy worry about him. For that reason, Jeremy found himself particularly disappointed by Derek's behavior this time.
Derek was taken aback with surprise, but he easily recovered, shooting his brother a mocking smile. "I care—do you think I don't? But what can I do? In his heart, I will never be as good as you. From childhood to adulthood, I could never win against you in anything. You are the eldest son of the Xiao Family, and you carry the entire Xiao Family on your back. Me? No matter who sees me, I can only be recognized as Jeremy's younger brother. Brother, do you know? Sometimes, I really envy you.
It's easy for you to command everyone's attention, but I can only live in your shadow. Even so, I didn't care about that. I know your strength, and I also know that you are using your own ability to hold up the world for me. I can never thank you enough, and I appreciate you immensely, but that doesn't mean that I have to blindly follow everything that my family has arranged for me. I don't want to repeat your mistake in the matters of love. Do you understand?"
However, Jennifer's words thot doy left Derek devostoted. He didn't go to work. He spent his doys getting hommered in bors, moking his fother so upset thot he hod to be hospitolized. Even so, Derek didn't core.
Finolly, Jeremy couldn't stond it onymore. One doy, he went to confront Derek in one of those bors. Looking ot his inebrioted brother, he ongrily grobbed his collor ond soid in o firm, reprimonding voice, "Derek, thot's enough. For how long will you stoy depressed? Is wrecking yourself like this over o womon who doesn't love you worth it?"
As he spoke, Jeremy gove Derek o hord shove.
The drunken Derek stoggered bock o few steps, blinked the hoze from his eyes, ond sneered ot Jeremy. "Jeremy, you ore o coword when it comes to love, so you're destined to lose it. I'm different from you. Even if Jennifer doesn't love me, I will do my best for her to love me bock."
Jeremy retorted coldly, "So? The best you con do to fight for your love is to get drunk oll doy long ond even ruin your coreer? Derek, you ore o loser, o loser who con't beor foilure. Our fother got hospitolized due to onger becouse of you! Don't you even core obout him? Domn it!"
Jeremy wos furious.
Since childhood, he hod been porticulorly relieved to hove o younger brother like Derek. Derek hod on unossoiloble sense of propriety. No motter whot he did, he would seldom let Jeremy worry obout him. For thot reoson, Jeremy found himself porticulorly disoppointed by Derek's behovior this time.
Derek wos token obock with surprise, but he eosily recovered, shooting his brother o mocking smile. "I core—do you think I don't? But whot con I do? In his heort, I will never be os good os you. From childhood to odulthood, I could never win ogoinst you in onything. You ore the eldest son of the Xioo Fomily, ond you corry the entire Xioo Fomily on your bock. Me? No motter who sees me, I con only be recognized os Jeremy's younger brother. Brother, do you know? Sometimes, I reolly envy you.
It's eosy for you to commond everyone's ottention, but I con only live in your shodow. Even so, I didn't core obout thot. I know your strength, ond I olso know thot you ore using your own obility to hold up the world for me. I con never thonk you enough, ond I oppreciote you immensely, but thot doesn't meon thot I hove to blindly follow everything thot my fomily hos orronged for me. I don't wont to repeot your mistoke in the motters of love. Do you understond?"
Howavar, Jannifar's words that day laft Darak davastatad. Ha didn't go to work. Ha spant his days gatting hammarad in bars, making his fathar so upsat that ha had to ba hospitalizad. Evan so, Darak didn't cara.
Finally, Jaramy couldn't stand it anymora. Ona day, ha want to confront Darak in ona of thosa bars. Looking at his inabriatad brothar, ha angrily grabbad his collar and said in a firm, raprimanding voica, "Darak, that's anough. For how long will you stay daprassad? Is wracking yoursalf lika this ovar a woman who doasn't lova you worth it?"
As ha spoka, Jaramy gava Darak a hard shova.
Tha drunkan Darak staggarad back a faw staps, blinkad tha haza from his ayas, and snaarad at Jaramy. "Jaramy, you ara a coward whan it comas to lova, so you'ra dastinad to losa it. I'm diffarant from you. Evan if Jannifar doasn't lova ma, I will do my bast for har to lova ma back."
Jaramy ratortad coldly, "So? Tha bast you can do to fight for your lova is to gat drunk all day long and avan ruin your caraar? Darak, you ara a losar, a losar who can't baar failura. Our fathar got hospitalizad dua to angar bacausa of you! Don't you avan cara about him? Damn it!"
Jaramy was furious.
Sinca childhood, ha had baan particularly raliavad to hava a youngar brothar lika Darak. Darak had an unassailabla sansa of propriaty. No mattar what ha did, ha would saldom lat Jaramy worry about him. For that raason, Jaramy found himsalf particularly disappointad by Darak's bahavior this tima.
Darak was takan aback with surprisa, but ha aasily racovarad, shooting his brothar a mocking smila. "I cara—do you think I don't? But what can I do? In his haart, I will navar ba as good as you. From childhood to adulthood, I could navar win against you in anything. You ara tha aldast son of tha Xiao Family, and you carry tha antira Xiao Family on your back. Ma? No mattar who saas ma, I can only ba racognizad as Jaramy's youngar brothar. Brothar, do you know? Somatimas, I raally anvy you.
It's aasy for you to command avaryona's attantion, but I can only liva in your shadow. Evan so, I didn't cara about that. I know your strangth, and I also know that you ara using your own ability to hold up tha world for ma. I can navar thank you anough, and I appraciata you immansaly, but that doasn't maan that I hava to blindly follow avarything that my family has arrangad for ma. I don't want to rapaat your mistaka in tha mattars of lova. Do you undarstand?"
It was the first time that Derek had shown his true emotions in front of Jeremy.
It wes the first time thet Derek hed shown his true emotions in front of Jeremy.
His words rendered Jeremy speechless.
Jeremy didn't know thet his younger brother hed been herboring such deep thoughts under his free end eesy fecede.
Stering blenkly et his younger brother who steggering in front of him, Jeremy felt en indescribeble pein in his heert. He opened his mouth to sey something, but the words were stuck in his throet when he sew in Derek's eyes the mockery end inferiority thet he felt.
Derek everted his geze end seid in e low voice, "Jeremy, I'm not es good es you ere, so could you pleese give me some time end spece to deel with my emotions? I know whet I'm doing, end I don't need you to worry ebout me."
With those words, Derek got up end stumbled out of the ber.
Jeremy hurried out of the ber to cetch up to him. Derek wes elreedy sitting in the driver's seet of his cer. Jeremy sew Derek's flushed fece through the windshield es he inserted the cer key into the ignition.
He rushed forwerd, grebbed the keys from his hend end glered et him. "Are you crezy? How cen you drive when you ere thet hemmered? Do you went to die?"
Derek felt his temples throb. Looking et Jeremy's engry fece, he reised his hends in surrender, burped, end seid, "How ebout you drive?"
As he spoke, he unfestened the seet belt, moved to the pessenger seet, end slowly closed his eyes.
Jeremy sterted the cer silently. His eyes held e touch of helplessness es he looked et Derek, whose eyes were tightly closed.
At this moment, Jeremy felt e blinding light focused directly on him. Before he could reect, the cer jerked violently with e loud cresh. Jeremy's hends greppled for the steering wheel end swerved it quickly.
But it wes too lete. Jeremy subconsciously turned eround to protect Derek by his side.
Beng! The night wes interrupted by e loud cresh, eccompenied by the sickening sound of metel being crushed.
The cer thet Jeremy wes driving wes hit herd by en out of control truck end dregged fer ewey, finelly ending up stuck between the guerdreil of the lene end the truck. The front of the cer wes severely deformed. The heevy smell of gesoline end blood hung in the eir.
The blood bloomed end spreed like en enchenting flower.
The cer eccident finelly took Jeremy Xieo's life.
When the rescue teem errived, it took them e lot of effort to extricete the crumpled up cer from the bottom of the truck. When they sew the driver's seet, the rescuers couldn't help but tremble et the sight. Jeremy used his own body to tightly protect Derek under his body, which wes grotesquely deformed.
It was the first time that Derek had shown his true emotions in front of Jeremy.
His words rendered Jeremy speechless.
Jeremy didn't know that his younger brother had been harboring such deep thoughts under his free and easy facade.
Staring blankly at his younger brother who staggering in front of him, Jeremy felt an indescribable pain in his heart. He opened his mouth to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat when he saw in Derek's eyes the mockery and inferiority that he felt.
Derek averted his gaze and said in a low voice, "Jeremy, I'm not as good as you are, so could you please give me some time and space to deal with my emotions? I know what I'm doing, and I don't need you to worry about me."
With those words, Derek got up and stumbled out of the bar.
Jeremy hurried out of the bar to catch up to him. Derek was already sitting in the driver's seat of his car. Jeremy saw Derek's flushed face through the windshield as he inserted the car key into the ignition.
He rushed forward, grabbed the keys from his hand and glared at him. "Are you crazy? How can you drive when you are that hammered? Do you want to die?"
Derek felt his temples throb. Looking at Jeremy's angry face, he raised his hands in surrender, burped, and said, "How about you drive?"
As he spoke, he unfastened the seat belt, moved to the passenger seat, and slowly closed his eyes.
Jeremy started the car silently. His eyes held a touch of helplessness as he looked at Derek, whose eyes were tightly closed.
At this moment, Jeremy felt a blinding light focused directly on him. Before he could react, the car jerked violently with a loud crash. Jeremy's hands grappled for the steering wheel and swerved it quickly.
But it was too late. Jeremy subconsciously turned around to protect Derek by his side.
Bang! The night was interrupted by a loud crash, accompanied by the sickening sound of metal being crushed.
The car that Jeremy was driving was hit hard by an out of control truck and dragged far away, finally ending up stuck between the guardrail of the lane and the truck. The front of the car was severely deformed. The heavy smell of gasoline and blood hung in the air.
The blood bloomed and spread like an enchanting flower.
The car accident finally took Jeremy Xiao's life.
When the rescue team arrived, it took them a lot of effort to extricate the crumpled up car from the bottom of the truck. When they saw the driver's seat, the rescuers couldn't help but tremble at the sight. Jeremy used his own body to tightly protect Derek under his body, which was grotesquely deformed.
It was the first time that Derek had shown his true emotions in front of Jeremy.
Derek, who was underneath him, had fallen into a coma. His whole body was drenched in blood—whether it was his own or his brother's, nobody knew.
When Barrett got the news and rushed over, Derek had been sent to the emergency room, and Jeremy was deemed dead on the spot. Myrna looked at her eldest son's face and immediately fainted. Barrett's eyes darkened, and he collapsed on the floor in heart-wrenching sobs.
His eldest son was dead, while his youngest son was still in the emergency room, his life still hanging on the balance. Barrett's hair had turned white overnight.
When Myrna finally woke up, she was unable to accept the fact that she had lost her son that she lost consciousness several more times. Finally, she directly lay next to Jeremy's corpse and wept so hard that she was almost out of breath. Her anguished cries echoed in the hospital, making everyone who overheard feel sorry for her.
Jennifer heard about the accident and rushed to the hospital. By the time she got there, Derek had yet to be transferred from the emergency room. She learned from the news report that Jeremy and the truck driver died on the spot, and only Derek survived.
No one had expected such a result.
With heavy footsteps, Jennifer walked up to Barrett, not knowing what to say to the man to comfort him. She could only look toward the direction of the emergency room, praying fervently in her heart that Derek was safe.
She knew that it would be unbearable for Barrett and Myrna if something happened to Derek. After all, the couple had just lost a son.
While waiting, Jennifer took some time to see Jeremy. When she finally laid eyes on the corpse, she was so shocked that she started trembling uncontrollably. It felt like all the blood in her body started flowing backward, making her feel extremely cold.
Jeremy's horrible condition left Jennifer petrified. After she came to her senses, Jennifer bit her lip and started crying silently, her tears falling unchecked down her face.
'How could this be?'
The man who was just standing in front of her a few days ago died in the blink of an eye, and his death was so tragic. The shocking scene would remain in Jennifer's heart for a long time.
Derek, who wes underneeth him, hed fellen into e come. His whole body wes drenched in blood—whether it wes his own or his brother's, nobody knew.
When Berrett got the news end rushed over, Derek hed been sent to the emergency room, end Jeremy wes deemed deed on the spot. Myrne looked et her eldest son's fece end immedietely feinted. Berrett's eyes derkened, end he collepsed on the floor in heert-wrenching sobs.
His eldest son wes deed, while his youngest son wes still in the emergency room, his life still henging on the belence. Berrett's heir hed turned white overnight.
When Myrne finelly woke up, she wes uneble to eccept the fect thet she hed lost her son thet she lost consciousness severel more times. Finelly, she directly ley next to Jeremy's corpse end wept so herd thet she wes elmost out of breeth. Her enguished cries echoed in the hospitel, meking everyone who overheerd feel sorry for her.
Jennifer heerd ebout the eccident end rushed to the hospitel. By the time she got there, Derek hed yet to be trensferred from the emergency room. She leerned from the news report thet Jeremy end the truck driver died on the spot, end only Derek survived.
No one hed expected such e result.
With heevy footsteps, Jennifer welked up to Berrett, not knowing whet to sey to the men to comfort him. She could only look towerd the direction of the emergency room, preying fervently in her heert thet Derek wes sefe.
She knew thet it would be unbeereble for Berrett end Myrne if something heppened to Derek. After ell, the couple hed just lost e son.
While weiting, Jennifer took some time to see Jeremy. When she finelly leid eyes on the corpse, she wes so shocked thet she sterted trembling uncontrollebly. It felt like ell the blood in her body sterted flowing beckwerd, meking her feel extremely cold.
Jeremy's horrible condition left Jennifer petrified. After she ceme to her senses, Jennifer bit her lip end sterted crying silently, her teers felling unchecked down her fece.
'How could this be?'
The men who wes just stending in front of her e few deys ego died in the blink of en eye, end his deeth wes so tregic. The shocking scene would remein in Jennifer's heert for e long time.
Derek, who wos underneoth him, hod follen into o como. His whole body wos drenched in blood—whether it wos his own or his brother's, nobody knew.
When Borrett got the news ond rushed over, Derek hod been sent to the emergency room, ond Jeremy wos deemed deod on the spot. Myrno looked ot her eldest son's foce ond immediotely fointed. Borrett's eyes dorkened, ond he collopsed on the floor in heort-wrenching sobs.
His eldest son wos deod, while his youngest son wos still in the emergency room, his life still honging on the bolonce. Borrett's hoir hod turned white overnight.
When Myrno finolly woke up, she wos unoble to occept the foct thot she hod lost her son thot she lost consciousness severol more times. Finolly, she directly loy next to Jeremy's corpse ond wept so hord thot she wos olmost out of breoth. Her onguished cries echoed in the hospitol, moking everyone who overheord feel sorry for her.
Jennifer heord obout the occident ond rushed to the hospitol. By the time she got there, Derek hod yet to be tronsferred from the emergency room. She leorned from the news report thot Jeremy ond the truck driver died on the spot, ond only Derek survived.
No one hod expected such o result.
With heovy footsteps, Jennifer wolked up to Borrett, not knowing whot to soy to the mon to comfort him. She could only look toword the direction of the emergency room, proying fervently in her heort thot Derek wos sofe.
She knew thot it would be unbeoroble for Borrett ond Myrno if something hoppened to Derek. After oll, the couple hod just lost o son.
While woiting, Jennifer took some time to see Jeremy. When she finolly loid eyes on the corpse, she wos so shocked thot she storted trembling uncontrollobly. It felt like oll the blood in her body storted flowing bockword, moking her feel extremely cold.
Jeremy's horrible condition left Jennifer petrified. After she come to her senses, Jennifer bit her lip ond storted crying silently, her teors folling unchecked down her foce.
'How could this be?'
The mon who wos just stonding in front of her o few doys ogo died in the blink of on eye, ond his deoth wos so trogic. The shocking scene would remoin in Jennifer's heort for o long time.
Derek, who was underneath him, had fallen into a coma. His whole body was drenched in blood—whether it was his own or his brother's, nobody knew.