When His Eyes Opened

Chapter 1013 

A voice in his head screamed, "You are not Eason Foster's son! You are not the chosen one! You are not a high-born boy...That creep Nathan White is your real father! There's evil blood flowing in your veins; that's why you are cruel, cold, and vicious! It won't end well for you! Even if you change now, you are still going to have to pay for your father's sins! He will drag you down to hell, and you will stay alongside him for all eternity!"

His stomach twisted and turned with nausea, and he raced toward the garage.He vomited the breakfast he had just consumed.

Luckily, the garage was located on the right side of the mansion and no one saw him lose his composure.

He stared blankly at his vomit, and tears welled up in his eyes when he realized that his background was as filthy as the vomit on the ground.

It was not that he could not accept that he was nota son of the Foster family; he simply could not accept the fact that Nathan was his father.

Furthermore, he had suffered too much psychological torture at the hands of the Fosters to disentangle himself from them.

"What do my bonds with Shea and mom mean, if I'm not Elliot Foster?" thought Elliot.

but it had seized

to think that he was not the pride of his mother's life

he had given throughout the years to

sweated profusely, slowly struggling to his senses.He wiped away his tears and swiftly calmed himself, before turning to open the car door and get

drove out of the garage, he sent a message

barrel of water to clean the

ground was as good as new,

in the mood for work or the upcoming wedding.He probably would not be able to sleep at night or eat properly

to make him

Mrs.Scarlet glanced at him.

so well.Did you not sleep well last night? Do you

found a pack of cigarettes AGn'AoMK tore at

need for that," he said

of the cigarette, exhaled a cloud