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.

robbed him of his identity as Elliot Foster, but it had

not the pride of his

how much he had given throughout the years

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

out of the garage, he

with a barrel of

new,

did not move toward the Sterling Group but instead, headed for Elliot's house.He was not in the mood for work or the upcoming wedding.He probably would not be able to sleep at night

asked Mrs.Scarlet to make him a pot of

Mrs.Scarlet glanced at him.

you not sleep well

found a pack of cigarettes AGn'AoMK tore

for that," he

puff of the cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and opened the contact