A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Louis had really hurt her this time. It had already been challenging enough to get close to her because of disagreements here and there. Now, the situation had gotten even worse.

Taylor had always been well-known in the medical industry. Aside from the fact that she was naturally good at what she did, people testified time and time again about how serious and responsible she was. Sometimes, people joked about how, if a person got in the way of Taylor's job, they were as good as banished.

At the thought of this, Louis was reminded that he should not make rash decisions. Moreover, it was his brother, whom he cared about very much, lying on the bed. No matter how much this whole thing with Taylor bothered him, he had no choice but to put these thoughts aside for now.

Scott, who was receiving treatment, had no idea that for a few minutes, such a thing had happened in that very room. While it was happening, he was immersed in his own memories.

He still remembered feeling sad when the frame holding the family photo shattered into pieces.

"Fortunately, the photo itself is still intact. We can just clean this up and buy a new picture frame. Let's say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and wish our family good health and safety!" His parents didn't blame him. His mother even pulled him back toward the dining table and said, "We know you're hungry. Dinner's going to be ready soon."

His father smiled as he cleaned up. "Our son is still growing. If you're hungry, you can start without me."

Just like that, the issue with the family photo had become a thing of the past. It had already been forgotten. The family sat at the table, talking and laughing heartily. What had happened next? What on earth had happened next?

Scott could not remember.

"Later that evening, someone knocked at the door. At first, your parents didn't think much of it. They thought it was an old neighbor dropping by for a visit, so they opened the door. You were in your room. From there, you could hear a man's voice. You cracked open the door so that you could sneak a peek. Did you see his face clearly? Do you still remember what he looks like?"

Even though Taylor had been speaking softly, Louis clenched his fists.

The two exchanged nervous glances. They held their breath as they watched Scott.

the truth was about to be

Louis thought about that exact moment, Scott's breaking point, he found himself growing furious. If the man Taylor was describing really was the person behind all this, he would not let that person get

boy to...this. Louis vowed that he would make sure that that person lived for a long time. He wanted him to spend his whole life atoning

out..." Scott murmured and

need you to focus on the strange man. Does he look strong? He's a

No..." Scott murmured.

powerless as he watched his brother struggle. He wanted nothing more than to be able to help him

nothing that he could do to help Taylor

shot him a look and shook

back to Scott. "Does he have a wide forehead, small eyes, and a beard? Would you describe him as balding? Does he look a little slovenly to you? Relax and think back to that time, Scott. Was my description correct?" Scott began to struggle more fiercely now, prompting Taylor

been a shadow in Scott's

the horrible realization—he now also remembered his parents'

heard his parents scream like that.

realized that the floors and the walls of their house

Unable to do a thing, they watched him flailing about as if he was trying to escape or rush over

the boy's screams filled the room, "Father! Mother!" His eyes shot open, and he

floor, Louis quickly ran to the bed to catch him. He supported his brother's weight with one arm. With the other, he helped position Scott comfortably on the bed. With undisguised anxiety, he turned to Taylor, who had walked

wrong with him? Hasn't he been emotionally stable these

was fine. She then took a look at the anxious Louis and comforted him. "He's fine. Don't worry about him. Let's let him get some rest

he seemed to have been overstimulated this time. It remained difficult for him to recollect what