Chapter 782 Speaking Without Thinking Felt Good for a Moment
Sam gave her a disdainful look and said, "Show some ambition."
"I'm not going to argue about this now. There will be plenty of opportunities and time later. Let's talk about family status after we get through this period!" She was making a mistake, so she should first correct her attitude.
Sam sighed, "It seems I hoped you and Uncle Brandon could be together..."
His mouth was covered again.
Penelope was terrified, "My dear son, you must never say that again! Especially not in front of your dad!"
Because the mistake she made wasn't just hiding Sam's identity; she also lied about loving Brandon.
She needed to explain this to Kelvin properly!
She said it out of anger! It was a lie! She said it on purpose to get a divorce.
Saying something in the heat of the moment felt good, but admitting the mistake was the end of it!
"Did you hear me?" Penelope asked, "There's no way I could be with Brandon. Your dad and I aren't even divorced yet."
Sam pulled her hand away, "So you mean, after you and Kelvin get divorced, I should set you up with Uncle Brandon? Is that it?"
"Your dad and I won't get divorced!" Penelope replied, "What are you thinking?"
Sam asked, "Then what about Uncle Brandon? He's single now, and his previous fiancée Isabella was a bad woman. You rejected his love, and if he can't get over it, something bad might happen!"
"We'll see." Penelope waved her hand, feeling a bit annoyed.
She didn't take Sam's words seriously, thinking Brandon would get over the situation.
He was elegant, very gentlemanly, always someone who knew when to advance and retreat, had a sense of propriety, and a big-picture view.
At that moment, Penelope had no idea that Sam's words would come true one day.
"Uncle Brandon is really great," Sam said, "If I see a suitable girl in the future, I'll definitely introduce her to him!"
During his stay with the Walker family, it was Brandon who took care of him and kept him company.
He was very grateful to Brandon.
At that time, Sam had just arrived in LA, unfamiliar with the place, unable to acknowledge his mom, and unable to play with his sister. He felt very sad inside.
It was Brandon who gave him warmth.
"Yes, Brandon is really great," Penelope also sincerely sighed, "The girl who stands by his side must be well-matched, well-educated, gentle, and virtuous."
Sam replied, "Isn't it you who meets those criteria? Kelvin is lucky; I hope he knows to treat you well."
"You..." Penelope was both amused and exasperated.
However, seeing him like this meant his injuries weren't too serious.
If he were really badly hurt, how could Sam be so articulate and clear-headed?
"I'm serious," Sam said, "If Kelvin treats you even a little bit badly, I won't agree to this marriage!"
"We're already married. And when we got married, you didn't even know where you were."
"Alright," Penelope smiled and patted his head, "Sam, your dad has successfully passed my test. I can be sure he's someone worth spending my life with. I chose him, and I believe my judgment is not wrong."
Sam made a final struggle, "Are you really not going to consider Uncle Brandon?"
"We're not meant to be."
She never liked Brandon.
She used to see him as a benefactor, then as a friend, and now she sees him as family.
Brandon would be a very important person in her life, but he wouldn't be her lover.
"What a pity," Sam shook his head repeatedly, "A doomed relationship."
"Yes, Brandon and I have been entangled for over twenty years."
"Mom, I mean your doomed relationship with Kelvin."
Sam lay on the hospital bed, looking quite spirited.
"Sam, did you have any nightmares while you were unconscious?" Penelope tentatively asked, "Did the scenes of Isabella holding a knife to you keep replaying in your mind?"
"No, who do you think I am? How could I be scared by such small scenes?"
"That's good. You really won't have any psychological issues; your mental strength is as strong as your dad's, terrifyingly strong."
"But the scenes in my mind now," Sam suddenly clapped his hands, almost jumping out of bed in excitement, "are all about that person who descended from the sky!"
He gestured wildly, "He was so cool! Tall, strong, and brave! He suddenly appeared by my side!"
"And then, with a swift kick, he sent Isabella flying back into the room through the window!"
"He's my savior! He's my hero! If it weren't for him, I'd be dead by now!"
Saying this, Sam grabbed her hand, "I was a bit dazed at the time and don't remember clearly. Mom, who was that person? Where is he now? I want to see him! He saved me!"
At that time, Sam had already lost a lot of blood and was in a semi-conscious state.
He only remembered the dark figure appearing with a safety rope, moving swiftly and decisively.
Then, he was embraced by Kelvin.
Sam had no memory of what happened afterward.
Seeing Penelope not speaking, he felt a tightness in his chest, "Did something happen to him? Did he sacrifice himself to save me..."
"He fell with Isabella."
Sam's mouth hung open, frozen.
What? The person who saved him perished with Isabella?
Isabella ultimately took a life with her?
"But fortunately, he's still alive. Isabella died on the spot," Penelope said, "He's now in the ICU, still in critical condition."
Sam breathed a sigh of relief, "Can you speak in complete sentences? You scared me to death."
"His condition is very critical. For now, his life is temporarily saved, but it's uncertain if he will survive. Don't worry, your dad and I will do everything we can to save him. He's a benefactor to our family."
"Who is he, Mom?" Sam asked, "Is he Dad's personal bodyguard?"
"Yes. His name is Brian."
"Is Brian the best and most skilled among the bodyguards? Is that why he was sent to rescue me?"
Penelope looked seriously into his eyes, "Sam, Brian is the bravest among all the bodyguards. He once protected me, served as my personal bodyguard. Now, he has protected you."
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