Ron Batton always kept a low profile as he preferred a peaceful and quiet life. He would never invite anyone to come over even on his birthday.

When Xyla Quest was staying with him, the two of them would spend his birthday together every year.

"Yeah. My son was here initially but he went back this morning after celebrating my birthday yesterday night." Ron said.

His son, who was her father-in-law...

As a matter of fact, she had never seen this man before in her life.

"Xyla? What are you thinking about?" Ron's eyes fixed on her face, attentive and brimming with curiosity.

Xyla gathered her thoughts immediately. "It's nothing..."

"Hold on. I'll boil the herbal medicine for you first before we have lunch. Let's have a little chat after lunch, okay?" Ron got up from the sofa right away, joy streaked through him like a comet.

Rising to her feet, Xyla pulled his wrist and argued, "Please don't make a fuss about it, Grandpa. I'm alright. Let's just dig in."

However, Ron pushed her hand away from his and headed straight to the kitchen. As he was walking to the kitchen, he demanded, "You just stay there alright. Don't follow me or I'll be mad." Xyla heaved a deep sigh in her helpless position. Having no other choices, Xyla simply sank into the sofa.

uneasiness and guilt multiplied in her heart every second as she stared

so considerate and kind to her. What would his reaction be if

***

Ron helped Xyla to her room and insisted on her to have some

he was finally willing

lying in the familiar room where she used to stay, Xyla

was very tired and

shut. Her mind was in a mess and there was still a slight bitter

for a long time before sleepiness kicked in and eventually brought

she had returned to the familiar environment from her past, all the dreams she had were related

her dream, she found herself learning medicine,

as if her life had been replayed

eyes

already evening when she woke

her dream kept popping out in her mind, making her feel

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