Chapter 579

Twenty years of captivity. Her long-gone family members. The nights and days of torment, where no one ever cared about her will.

Weston thought she must hate him so much that she hadn't even spared him a glance when she left.

He didn't dare reveal who he was now, and he could only suppress his emotions.

"Ms. Vance," he said, voice even and distant, "you're still running a fever. You need to keep a