When His Eyes Opened (full chapter)

Chapter 1013

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

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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 not a 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. The truth had not only

robbed him of his identity as Elliot Foster, but it had seized him of all the relationships that were attached to that

name. It pained him to think that he was not the pride of his mother’s life or Shea’s most respected brother. No one

knew how much he had given throughout the years to satisfy his mother and protect Shea.

A cold breeze blew, 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 and get in.

As he drove out of the garage, he sent a message to Mrs. Cooper. Shortly after, Mrs. Cooper hurried outside with a

barrel of water to clean the vomit in the garage. Soon the ground was as good as new, it was as though nothing

had happed. The black Rolls-Roice 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 or eat

properly until the issue with Nathan was resolved.

Upon arriving home, he asked Mrs. Scarlet to make him a pot of tea. Mrs. Scarlet glanced at him. “Mr. Foster, you

don’t look so well. Did you not sleep well last night? Do you need breakfast?” He found a pack of cigarettes

EYC5|WAY tore at it with his long fingers. “There’s no need for that,” he said coldly. Only cigarettes and coffee would

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help calm him down swiftly He took a puff of the cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and opened the contact list

on his

phone. He soon found Nathan’s number and called to arrange a meeting. “Come alone. I don’t want to see your

idiot son!”

Nathan had guessed that the results of the paternity test had been released when he received the call from Elliot,

and his confidence shot up. “Peter is my son as well. Calling him an idiot is like calling yourself an idiot!”

If it was before, Elliot would have been furious and lost his temper, however, he simply hung up with composure. He

would never acknowledge Nathan as his father or get involved with any one of his children, so the kind of people

they have had nothing to do with him. After a while, Nathan arrived with a smug smile and sat down on the couch

across from Elliot. “Well? The results are out, right? Even the gods can’t change the fact that I am your father!” His

smile grew more and more vicious as he spoke.