Zephyr heard the water running in the bathroom when he arrived home. His heart clenched, but he dared not do anything. He could only stand there quietly.

He remembered what Seth had said. Cordelia’s unusual behavior was called PTSD.

“What she has is considered light,” Seth told him. “The best is to treat it with psychological intervention, but… it’s better for the doer to undo what he’s done. Since the source of the issue lies with you, you’re the best doctor for it.”

Zephyr took a deep breath. He wanted to take on the role of the doctor as well, but Cordelia gave him no chance of approaching her.

The bathroom door opened, and Cordelia walked out wrapped in a towel. When she looked up and met his eyes, she cried in surprise.

“Cordelia—”

Zephyr did not get to say anything before Cordelia hurried into the bedroom and shut the door with a lowered head.

a barrier separating them

him cleaning up in their small living room and

but he did it well now. He could do everything and change himself for

pressed her lips together and

what had happened,

mental state had been

moment when she was conscious and clear-minded. When she heard what her daughter had

nightmares still plagued Cordelia, she was much more pacified after returning to her mother’s side. It was just that she could not

this one year of wonderful time not really compare to one identity? She knew that what she truly minded was

pity.” Xyla sighed softly. “I haven’t gotten to meet my son-in-law even once. Am

looked at her, suddenly at

and deep. “Status, identity, and wealth

still love him, you should

Cordelia was hesitant to speak and pressed her lips

shoes to head out. “There’s no more vegetables at home. I’ll go get some

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