Anne gently scraped the thin layer of cream on top of the dessert and took a bite of it. A bitter,
obnoxious feeling churned inside her.
She turned to look at Kevin. The man was eating slowly as if he could feel nothing.
Anne's nose involuntarily crinkled as she couldn't stomach the food.
"Mom, isn't it delicious?" Ella looked at Anne with wide, expectant eyes.
Anne nodded. "Yes, it is yummy!"
The two somehow managed to finish the dessert and found an excuse to leave the hospital. They
quickly got into the car and drove to the police station.
The dead body was sent to the police station for inspection. They had to take a DNA test to find out if it
was Colin or not.
"Mr. and Mrs. Fu, the corpse is decayed beyond recognition. We can't identify the person. You two,
please wait here. Otherwise, it might scare you." The policeman covered his mouth with a handkerchief
and walked in.
They had never seen such a disgusting corpse in their experience. Even brave police officers couldn't
look at it.
Anne and Kevin agreed to stay back. They couldn't witness the cruel scene.
The two sat on the chairs, waiting for the police. Every minute felt like an hour.
After what seemed like forever, a policeman walked out. "Mr. and Mrs. Fu, the results are out. It is not
Mr. Colin."
Anne's eyes lit up with joy. "That's great! Wonderful!" She clapped her hands excitedly.
The nagging sensation in her heart finally ceased. They were happy that it wasn't Colin. It gave them
the hope that the man was alive somewhere.
Kevin closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
The two walked out of the police station. It was a bright, sunny day. The two held hands and looked at
the clear sky.
Life was filled with ups and downs. However, they weren't afraid of the obstacles and difficulties that
laid ahead. Their love was stronger than any problem in the world. They could rise above everything as
long as they had each other.
Just then, Anne's phone rang. She squinted at the unknown number flashing on the screen.
Kevin leaned closer and saw the caller ID. "It looks like an international call."
A frown lined Anne's forehead. They didn't have any close friends who lived abroad.
"You will know who it is, only if you answer the call." "Hello," Anne answered hesitantly.
She heard a burst of faint laughter. "Guess who I am," said a tender voice.
Anne's lips curled up.
"Peter?" she asked, shaking her head.
"Clever woman! Yes, this is Peter." He laughed and continued, "It's been a long time since I spoke to
you. I thought that you'd have forgotten me."
"No, I will never forget you," admitted Anne.
After all, he was the guy who saved her from Kim. But he was the one who had caused endless
problems as well. How could she forget him?
"What's wrong? You sound tired. Is everything all right?" Peter asked concernedly.
"Nothing serious. Don't worry," Anne assured.
Peter talked about random things before hanging up the call.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Anne's lips as she looked at the phone. "I am happy that he has
started a new life in a different country. Good for him."
Some people had fallen prey to their obsession and dug their own graves. But Peter seemed to have
walked out from the past.
Kevin nodded. He liked Peter better than Ryan.
After all, Peter was sensible; he kept his hands off Anne.
"By the way, how is Cherry?" Anne asked. She had been busy lately and didn't know what had
happened to her. Everyone got to know about the woman's true identity, but Anne didn't know the entire
story.
Kevin rubbed his temples and sighed. "Well, people know her real identity now. The evidence proves
that she is Cherry. It is a serious case; the police will imprison her. She won't be able to free herself
from the charges. She might have to spend the rest of her life in jail."
Cherry had tried every means to contact Kevin. But the assistant refused to connect to him.
In the prison.
Alan sat on the chair and quietly looked at Cherry through the glass. The woman looked pale and
lifeless as if she had aged ten years. She was no longer the glamorous diva who ruled the
entertainment industry.
Alan frowned and placed his hand over his chest. Her miserable condition didn't bring him any joy.
He had been waiting for this day. But he wasn't happy even after avenging his sister's death. Alan
couldn't understand why.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Cherry spat venomously. She was no longer the obedient woman
who listened to his every word.
She was in jail now and had no reason to be afraid of him.
"Alan, are you happy now? You have managed to lock me up in jail again. Your dreams have come
true!" she hissed through her teeth. Tears welled up in her eyes as she glared at him.
Cherry had tried hard to escape from punishment, but Alan had managed to send her back to jail again.
She couldn't stay here any longer. She wanted to go out and live her life as Kristine.
But no one could save her now.
She had tried calling Kevin, but he ignored her. He didn't care about what happened to her.
She wondered if she had to spend all her life in jail. Would all her beauty and youth be wasted within
the four walls?
She couldn't accept her fate.
"Yes, I finally got my wish," Alan said, forcing a smile. "My sister is dead, so you deserve to be
punished!"
"As I said, it was an accident. I had no intention of killing her." Cherry waved her hands in exasperation.
"But you did kill her. You are the reason for her death!" Alan was strangely calm. "No matter what the
reason is, you have to pay the price for killing someone. Only that would be fair."
Cherry's face reddened with rage. Anger surged through her veins.
"Anne took my husband away. Is that fair? I wanted to take him back, but I was termed a bitch. Is that
fair?" And your sister... she had a crush on Kevin. That was the reason for our fights. Would you call
that fairness? The world is an unfair place to live. If fairness existed, I would have been saved. Why did
I come back to the hellhole that I tried escaping from?" Cherry bellowed. "Everything is unfair. There's
no fairness in the world! Alan, I know that you don't give a shit about me. But you threatened me and
let Luke rape me. I will never forget what you have done. I hate you, and I want you dead!"
Cherry sprang to her feet and punched the glass. The guard was surprised; he quickly ran and grabbed
Cherry, trying to stop her.
"Alan, I hate you. I hate you so much! If at all I manage to get out here, I'll make sure you die a
gruesome death. I'll make sure you pay the price for your mistakes. I will make you understand what it
feels like to live every minute of your life in pain and fear." Cherry's muffled voice echoed through the
glass door. Her roar was filled with intense anger and hatred.
Alan sat there for a long time, staring at the wall. He finally stood up and trudged out, feeling
exhausted.
'Cherry, you will have to spend the rest of your life in jail. You cannot hurt me in any way!'
Alan saw Anne and Kevin when he walked out of the building. The two hadn't left yet.
Kevin saw him too.
The two men nodded at each other. Alan strode towards the couple.
All the doubts and questions in Anne's mind disappeared when she saw him. She understood that
Cherry was locked in this jail.
She let out a weary sigh and smiled helplessly.
That was all she could do now.
"Are you here to see Cherry?" Alan asked indifferently.
"No," Kevin replied. "I didn't know that Cherry was in this prison."
Alan nodded and turned to Anne. "You must be happy that Cherry is in prison now."
After all, Cherry hadn't stopped trying to win Kevin back.
Anne laughed. "I know that Kevin loves me, not Cherry. She will never pose a threat to me regardless
of what she does. It doesn't make a difference whether she is in jail or roaming around freely."
Alan arched his brows in admiration. The woman was still confident. However, Kevin's unconditional
love was the reason why she trusted him with all her heart.
A lot of things had happened between them. No one could go back to the way they were before.
Alan had been fond of Cherry once. But time had changed everything. She was nothing more than an
enemy now.
Perhaps he would spend the rest of his life all alone. The fond memories of the past brought a smile to
his face.
He smiled at his old friend and patted him on the shoulder. "Kevin, promise me you will be happy all
your life!"
Kevin's eyes widened for a split-second before he laughed. "Not only me. I want you to be happy as
well," he said, patting on Alan's chest.
"Happy?"
Alan muttered, shaking his head. A lot had happened. He didn't know if he could be happy again. But if
life gave him an opportunity to be happy, he would seize it in a heartbeat.
Jealousy reared its ugly head when he saw the happy couple before him.
Although Kevin and Anne had their fair share of problems, they always had each other's backs.
Nothing in the world could tear them apart.
Sometimes, he wished that he, too, had someone who accepted him for who he was. But Alan was
destined to be alone all his life.
He smiled sadly and walked away.
Anne shook her head in disbelief. She never thought that Alan would talk to her in a normal manner
without spewing hatred and anger.
"It is over!" Anne smiled. "The hatred in Alan's heart is gone. He has found peace."
"True." Kevin nodded. "He was obsessed with avenging his sister's death. I think he is happy that
Cherry has got the punishment she deserved. It depends on what he chooses to do with his life."
Anne glanced at the prison and nodded.
"Let's go." Kevin smiled, looping his arm with Anne's.
"Let's go home." She nodded.
"It's time to tell Sally and Simon about their brother's condition," Kevin reminded her.
Anne took a deep breath and nodded again. Eddy was recovering well. It would be okay if Sally and
Simon went to the hospital to see him.
Moreover, the two children suspected that they were hiding something from them.
Anne got into the car. "Go home!" She gestured for him to leave right away.
Kevin looked at Anne with a tender smile. He remembered what Alan had said. He would be happy
forever if Anne was by his side.
'Alan, no one can rescue you from your problems. You have got to try forgetting the bitter past and
embrace the chances that life offers you.
Life is what you make of it. Your journey depends on the road you choose to take.
As an old friend, I hope that you meet the person who will make you happy all your life.'
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