Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian)

Ferguson couldn't hold back any longer. He spat out a mouthful of blood in a fit of anger.

"Mr. Doyle!" several attendants exclaimed and quickly supported him.

"Anger is bad for your health. Just kneel down and apologize. Then, I'll forgive you. We can all calm down then, so why not?" Sebastian said.

Ferguson almost spat out blood again upon hearing this. However, he remembered Travis' instructions and had no choice but to endure.

Ferguson bent his knees and knelt in front of Sebastian. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please forgive me," Ferguson said loudly. His eyes were filled with venomous resentment. He silently vowed to repay today's humiliation tenfold.

Sebastian didn't care about Ferguson's thoughts. "Since you're so obedient, I'll forgive you. Stand up and lead the way."

Ferguson had to swallow his anger and lead Sebastian to the Lloyd residence.

The Lloyd family was known as the most prominent family in Dragotha. They owned a vast estate in the capital. Its value was immeasurable.

Within the estate were flowing streams, small bridges, rock gardens, and various styles of buildings arranged harmoniously. It was a beautiful and cohesive space.

again met Travis, who was sitting on a lounge chair. He looked much

down and glanced at his sign, saying,

tall and proud. "I'm a reclusive healer. Few

skill compare to that of Ezekiel?"

pointed to his sign. "Can't you see what's written here? 'Surpasses Ezekiel and Jonas Salk; revives the dead and heals the wounds.' I'm

greatly," Travis sneered, thinking Sebastian

back, "If you don't

limbs were once broken. Though they were healed, I can't exert much strength.

Just a few batches of Purple Miracle Pills will suffice," Sebastian said

those? I've never heard

them myself. Only I can make them,"

make them. If you can cure me, I'll reward

make a meal, and

you need. I believe there's nothing

pen. He then wrote