Graham's sense of leaving his body overwhelmed him. He felt weightless, suspended in the emergency room,

watching the frantic doctors and his lifeless body below. He sighed, sensing a pending release.

His mind remained clear, but he lacked the will to fight for his life.

The conflict with Wesley had triggered this predicament.

-

A few hours earlier.

Wesley was already a mess following his divorce from Nicole and had sunk even lower. It was that fateful day that

Graham accidentally crossed paths with Wesley while the former was drowning his sorrows in a small bar.

A heated argument escalated into a physical brawl.

Wesley was sharp-eyed. He swiftly recognized Graham as the heir of the Bayers and used Maisie's situation to taunt

him.

Enraged, Graham threw a punch. Despite initiating the fight, he was no match for the larger, stronger Wesley, who

sent him to the emergency room.

-

Graham couldn't shake the memory of Wesley's hurtful words.

even keep a woman! Did Daniel steal her from you,

have you ever considered you've been duped? Daniel's

by another. You can't even be called a

force, Graham's soul was yanked back into his body. The nearby

and the nearly flat line

his brow. "The patient's

medication."

tightly shut eyes quivered

and Maisie's

past no one knew?

out. He couldn't die—he couldn't let Daniel manipulate him in vain. He had

from Daniel!

recent days. Although the house was well-heated, the living

comfortable place to sleep. Watching Daniel endure

at Maisie's

sneezed multiple times, Maisie stood at the bedroom door, her voice soft as she

room? Why don't you sleep

in the living room. It

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