A charmingly handsome man clad in a white doctor's robe and gold-framed glasses walked into the room earnestly.

His face was clean while his features were sharp and deep-set. His grin was a remedial one. He looked reliable and studious.

James asked, "What's your name?"

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"Mr. Ares, from now on, I'm your personal physiotherapist. In the coming three months, I'll help you get rid of that walking stick and let you stand on your two feet again." Storm's voice was well-paced. His tone was moderate, yet it had a sense of confidence and pride.

James nodded. "I hope that you won't disappoint me."

The chief physician arranged the discharge procedures for James.

Storm and James returned together to Rose Manor in Tourmaline Estate.

Rose Manor, which was once bustling with activity, was now deserted and empty.

leaned on his walking stick as he stood in the empty living room. He hollered furiously, "Where

forward in fear, his head hung low as

voice

in Rose Manor were young and beautiful girls. Since when was this worn-out old lady hired here? Could it be that Jay looked down on his downfall, so he gave him the

head,"

had welled with tears, and

you?" James shuddered as he nearly collapsed onto the floor

housekeeper stepped forward and held him

He

nodded, her tears came pouring

gulped. His heart swirled with all the emotions in the world. He could not make out

James was hysterical. "Who would've thought that she would finally return you to me

the sofa and poured him a cup of hot water. "Old

waited until he calmed his nerves, then she said," You've misunderstood

livid. "She taught

wasn't Madam who separated us. It was your mother. It was she who made me an outcast. She had someone ravage my body and

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