Chapter 886 A Touching Friendship
*** 46 Pearls
The moment the words left Dalton’s mouth, Winston’s eyes flew wide open. His entire face stiffened, and something dark and unreadable flickered in his gaze.
“I’m tired too,” Dalton said flatly. His expression turned even colder, as if he were looking at a stranger.
“I was always worrying about how you felt…”
That was only half true.
Back then, he really had cared about Winston’s feelings–worried he’d get hurt, scared he’d feel wronged…
But he hadn’t felt tired. Now though, Dalton was too mad to think clearly; he might’ve looked calm, but the things coming out of his mouth were raw and unfiltered, spilling out without a second thought.
Winston’s pupils trembled slightly, and he instinctively took a small step back.
He stood frozen like a statue locked in ice, unmoving for a long time.
Then, after what felt like forever, Winston suddenly curled his lips into a smile–a completely out–of–place expression. “So this is how you really feel, huh?”
“You should’ve just said so sooner.” His eyes narrowed all at once; the smile faded from his lips, replaced by something sharp and venomous. “What the heck have you been pretending for, Dalton?”
“I don’t do pretending,” Dalton shot back, his brows lifting, voice firm.
“I see.” Winston let out a short, cold laugh and nodded in a way that meant everything and nothing.
Dalton narrowed his eyes and snapped, “What do you mean? You don’t understand anything!”
He didn’t even know where all this anger had come from. There were so many things he never would’ve said before…
But now–right now–he threw it all at Winston like a storm.
It felt like a release, but also like something deliberate; he wanted this to be the end.
“So what, you came here to pick a fight?” Winston tilted his head, his eyes flooding with coldness. “Makes sense. You probably wanted to fight me for a long time…”
“You must’ve thought I was pathetic, right? Acting all sympathetic on the outside, while secretly laughing at me… When I told you I wanted to run away, you played along, helped me come up with a plan–then ditched me without a word. So that’s what it was. I should’ve known…”
“Dalton,” Winston called his name, slow and deliberate. “From now on, we are no longer friends. And I want you out of my life–don’t show up again!”
With that, Winston turned and walked away without looking back.
Valked
Dalton stood alone, watching him leave. A mix of emotions swirled in his chest, impossible to name.
It felt like something had been carved out of him–hollow and aching. Maybe this was for the best.
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13:15 Wed, 28 May OGN
Chapter 386 A Touching Friendship
48 Pears
Some roads Winston would have to walk alone. Walking with him this far was enough.
Reading this, Jean felt a sting behind her eyes. Her expression softened, touched. Jean texted: “I didn’t expect the story between you and my brother to be so moving.”
Dalton replied: “Moving? Don’t you think it’s kind of pathetic?”
Jean responded: “Not at all. Even if you two drifted apart, I really believe you both cared about each other -and wanted what was best for each other. That’s a pretty special kind of friendship. At first, I honestly thought you were bitter rivals or something… I had no clue you used to be so close. It’s a shame things ended up like this because of a misunderstanding. After all this time, have you ever thought about setting the record straight?”
Dalton replied: “No.”
The answer came sharp and fast–so blunt it caught Jean off guard.
Jean texted: “Wow, that’s… really blunt.”
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