Chapter 5

"I'm sorry. Maybe I should move out. Ethan really seems to hate me."

Wesley came over to me, his eyes a bit red, his voice full of apology.

I calmly told him, "You're my brother too. You don't need to accommodate anyone."

After that, I took Wesley back to his room and comforted him for a while. Wesley fell into a deep sleep.

I returned to the living room and began cleaning up the mess Ethan had left.

Ethan had been pampered by me since childhood and had never suffered such humiliation.

With this incident, unless I lowered my head and apologized first, Ethan definitely wouldn't come back anytime soon.

After cleaning up and returning to my room, I let out a slow breath of relief.

Finally, I could take time to plan for Wesley's and my future.

Wesley was seventeen this year. After summer vacation, he'd be starting his junior year of high school.

His grades were excellent, but due to family upheaval during middle school finals, he'd only gotten into an average high school.

After entering the orphanage, Wesley worked part-time jobs while also helping out at the orphanage,

sacrificing his sleep time to study.

Even so, Wesley's grades in high school were still outstanding.

After learning all this, I first spent a fortune pulling strings to transfer Wesley to the city's best high school.

To catch up with the accelerated program's pace by the new semester, I found renowned teachers to arrange one-on-one summer tutoring for him.

In my past life, when Ethan first entered high school, he'd once given up on himself because he couldn't keep up with the school's pace.

I both tried my best to encourage him, telling him not to lose confidence in learning, while also pulling connections to find suitable teachers for him.

But in my past life, all my painstaking efforts became, in Ethan's mouth, me forcing him to study for my own selfish desires and restricting his freedom.

Some people are just born ungrateful. Unfortunately, in my past life, I paid with my life to understand this truth.

In the following days, I woke up early every day to take Wesley to tutoring, then went to work at the company.

After work, I'd pick Wesley up from tutoring.

At these times, Wesley would always excitedly tell me in the car what new knowledge he'd learned that day and what interesting things happened in class.

On weekends, I'd take Wesley out to experience new things, broaden his knowledge, and expand his horizons.

These days spent with Wesley made me very happy too. This joy was something I never experienced in my past life.

But good times didn't last long. When Wesley and I were traveling in the neighboring city, I received a call from the police station.

"Is this Mr. Adrian Armitage? After our preliminary investigation, Ethan is suspected of intentional assault. He's currently at the police station. Please come by."

I froze in place.

In my past life, because of my firm stance, Ethan had already broken up with Mia at this time, and I was watching Ethan closely, not letting him have any contact with Mia again. I never expected that in this life, without my intervention, in just half a month, Ethan would get into such big trouble.