บททั้งหมดของ A Werewolf's Growth and Redemption: บทที่ 181 - บทที่ 190

 Lisa quickly chimed in, “We should start with Nick or Nelson. We need an excuse that ties into Neil's situation; with that way, Ken Yimo will lower his guard.” Ethan immediately replied, “Agreed!” I thought for a moment and typed in my own suggestion: “What about using Nelson's health condition as a reason?” Harry sent a thinking emoji: “Nelson’s condition is improving; Ken Yimo is aware of that. If we use that excuse, he probably won’t buy it.” Peter chimed in, “Nick is doing well too. Oh, by the way, I’ve already got him working as my assistant.” Harry quickly latched onto that detail, sending several cheeky emojis: “Assistant? One of those close ones?” Peter, unfazed, replied, “Yep, my personal assistant, and he even lives at my place.” He ad

He helped Neil over to a nearby tatami mat, his expression so gentle that it seemed impossible he’d been the same man furiously smashing things just moments earlier. Watching him carefully tend to Neil with such tenderness, I couldn't help but marvel at how masterfully this man could wear different masks. One moment, he was consumed by rage; the next, he’d transformed into the image of a devoted father. No wonder Neil felt uneasy around someone like him—such volatility would be terrifying for anyone. Ken Yimo picked up his phone and answered in a low voice. The moment he murmured, "Ah, Harry," I instantly understood—the next phase of the plan was in motion. Harry had successfully intervened to stop Fred Yimo from causing more trouble at the hospital, and this call was to inform Ken Yimo, urging him to hurry over and manage the aftermath. After hanging up, Ken Yimo returned to Neil's side, gently stroking his hair. In

As Peter and I sat off to the side, watching them laugh and chat, a tangle of emotions stirred within us. The scene was heartwarming, yet there was an undeniable sense of loss. Here we were, two grown men, holding our glasses, sitting on the fringes of this cozy gathering, as if the world had forgotten about us. Peter let out a heavy sigh. "Why does it feel like I'm drifting further away from my own precious one?" His gaze lingered on Nick and Neil, a hint of sadness in his eyes. I took a sip of my drink, my voice low. "It feels like everyone else is getting closer to Neil than I am." The words left a sting in my chest, as though something inside me had been pierced. Ethan, overhearing our conversation, smiled softly and leaned in to offer a quiet word of reassurance. "Don’t rush," he said gently. "You’ll grow closer in time." He set down his soup spoon, his demeanor calm and wise. "When the bond is strong, n

"Yes, every day." Neil nodded firmly, his tone pure, almost childlike. "Then, is this kind of missing me something unique?" I pressed on, as though I were hoping to hear a one-of-a-kind answer from him. "Unique?" He blinked, looking as though he didn’t quite understand the meaning of the word. I patiently explained, "What I mean is... is this something that only I experience? Like, the way you miss your dad—does it feel the same as the way I miss mine?" Neil shook his head slightly, his voice soft as he replied, "It's different. I miss Ryan more." A flicker of delight stirred within me, but I kept my expression neutral and asked, "What about compared to your elder brother and your little brother? Is it different with them too?" Neil thought for a moment before nodding with certainty. "Yeah, I miss Ryan the most." "So, only I,

I rambled on while watching the stars twinkle silently in the night sky. The breeze caressed the woods outside the tent, and the night was as gentle as a dream. Unconsciously, fatigue crept into my eyelids, and finally I fell into a deep sleep in the stillness of the night. I didn't know exactly how long I slept until a beam of morning light shone through the transparent tent roof and shone on my face, waking me up from my slumber. In a daze, I blinked, as if last night's worries and hesitations were still swirling in my mind. But the scene that came into my eyes next completely turned all my imaginations upside down. “Neil!!! what are you doing?!” I instantly came to my senses and sat up with a jolt. Right in front of me, Neil was kneeling beside me, head bowed, with a serious look on his face as he tried to help me with my natural morning reaction. He didn't look hesitant at all, as if it was a matter of course.