Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 621

James only felt his vision blur, then fell into a deep sleep, eventually losing consciousness.

Bea watched her grandson lying on the hospital bed and instructed the people outside the door, "Keep a close eye on Mr. Burke here. If he wakes up and starts wandering around again, give him a sedative. In any case, he must not leave the hospital until his leg injury has fully healed!"

"Yes, Bea."

James slept in a heavy daze, still somewhat conscious just before drifting off. He was acutely aware that his grandmother, who had raised him since he was a child, had medicated him.

Again...

Why again?

had it happened

as though he had been in a

feelings were laid bare before him. How could he not see through those

ever since he was a child, his grandmother had taught him that love was utterly useless. As

his father did. That would

in her love for him, Sophie sought his grandmother's affection. Bea, a refined egoist, learned that despite their decline, the Russell family still held considerable connections and were of scholarly descent, lower in status than the Burke family but of great utility. Sophie was exactly what she wanted as his future

be

James was reluctant to go home. It was only in the second month after their wedding that he stumbled upon her childhood photos and recognized Sophie was a little girl

when the seventeen-year-old James saw her crying alone, he thought of the loss of his own parents. He couldn't help

gentleness in her eyes. He unconsciously thought of the crying girl he had met before, who would have been about the