Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire novel Chapter 608

Chapter 608

However, Harold was different He was four or five years younger than Valeri, but he called him in a rude manner Valeri was never angry.

For the small team back then, Valeri was not only the leader, but also the soul.

Those frivolous days of drinking and singing seemed to have become distant and blurred, which made Harold think that he was like a spectator as he recalled the memories. Only the day of Valeri’s death was still vivid in his mind.

It rained heavily that day, and even the trees were shaking. He and several surviving comrades knelt under the tree. No one made a sound, but it seemed that everyone was crying.

Valeri was shot several times. He blocked the bullets for Harold. His face was pale and his breath was short. He leaned into Harold’s arms, but he still smiled and asked, “Do you have any cigarettes?”

Larry said in a hoarse voice, “Why are you still thinking of smoking at a time like this?”

Valeri immediately said, “It’s because I’m about to die that I want to smoke for one last time. Can’t I do that? You little brats are really…

Harold lit a cigarette for him in silence. Valeri took a puff, as if the pain could be eased by the tar and nicotine. His face looked a little better. He looked at Harold and said, “You don’t have to blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you.”

He sighed and said, “Although I don’t want to admit it, you are more suitable to be a captain than me. I’m already injured, so it’s difficult for me to go out alive. It’s very important to save you.”

Larry looked angry and wanted to say something, but Valeri extended his hand and interrupted him. “Ahem…

Listen to me.”