Chapter 251

Just like a peculiar sprout deeply rooted in the heart, slowly becoming an indelible mark embedded within bone and marrow. The first time Robert met Linda, he was only a twelve-year-old boy. Yet, even at that tender age, he had already tasted the bitterness of melancholy. He wasn't the carefree young master of a wealthy family. Quite the contrary, he constantly pondered how much better life might have been if he hadn't been born into the Williams family—if he wasn't George Williams's son. George Williams was a philandering playboy. Even before Robert was born, George had fathered three illegitimate children. His mother, as George Williams's legal wife, gave birth to the only legitimate son—Robert. But at home, she lived as if walking on thin ice, enduring all kinds of hardship and bitterness. Back then, his mother hadn't completely given up on George. On one hand, she detested his unfaithfulness; on the other, she harbored the faint hope that he might change. But after countless disapp