Chapter 1: The Cold Sylvia Johnson_1

"Babe, hurry up! My husband will be back soon!"

In the luxurious villa, Ethan Smith stood at the bedroom door, hearing the slightly hurried voice inside.

He was very familiar with this voice, as it was his own wife, Sylvia Johnson.

"He's just a loser. What can he do when he comes back? Even if he sees this, he'll have to put up with it!" A rough male voice entered Ethan's ears.

Ethan stood at the door, his whole body trembling.

Anger almost made him lose his mind.

With a "bang,"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he kicked the door open with one foot.

In the room, a man and a woman were half-dressed.

Seeing Sylvia's appeasing posture on the bed, Ethan couldn't contain his anger, and tears involuntarily flowed out.

"Sylvia, why are you treating me like this!" Ethan's eyes were filled with pain as he clenched his teeth and stared at Sylvia.

A hint of panic flashed in Sylvia's eyes, but she quickly calmed down.

Instead, she looked at Ethan with an indescribable coldness.

"Now that you've found out, I have nothing more to say." Sylvia sneered.

"Why are you treating me like this? I've been with your family for three years, living worse than a dog! You asked me to squat, and I never dared to stand, but why did you betray me!"

Ethan almost roared, his face covered in tears.

Sylvia sneered, "No woman could like a useless loser like you."

She turned to look at the muscular man beside her.

"Do you know who he is? Gary Brown, the Brown family's young master! To be honest, we've been secretly together for a long time. If it weren't for my grandfather not allowing us to divorce, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!" A mocking look flashed in Sylvia's eyes.

Hearing this, Ethan couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

"For three years, I've been tiptoeing around, afraid of making you unhappy."

"When you were hungry, I got up in the middle of the night to cook for you. You said you liked the flowers in South City, and I rode my electric bike for over an hour to pick them for you."

"I..."

"Enough!" Sylvia impatiently interrupted Ethan.

Obviously, these once warm moments could not touch this heartless woman.

"You think being nice to me is enough? If it weren't for my grandfather insisting on me marrying you, do you think I would have looked at you? A useless loser! Can't you see what you're made of!" Sylvia sneered.

"Look at Gary Brown!" Sylvia pointed to the man beside her.

"At such a young age, he already has assets worth nearly a hundred million! This time, he's even cooperating with the Taylor family from the Capital City! The Taylor family, do you know what that means!? Do you know what kind of influence the people in the Capital City have? With one word, they can make us soar!" Sylvia laughed coldly.

"Why are you telling him about the Taylor family from the Capital City? Can a loser like him know about them?" Gary Brown looked at Ethan with a mocking face.

Ethan's face was full of bitter smiles.

He was really clueless about business, but he had heard of the Taylor family from the Capital City.

The entire River City had been reporting on the matter recently, making it hard for Ethan not to know about it.

Looking at Sylvia's beautiful but cold face, Ethan couldn't help but sob quietly.

"I've been serving you for three years. Even if it were a dog, there should be some feelings..." Ethan choked.

Sylvia snorted, "You're not even as good as a dog."

Gary Brown taunted, "Idiot, if you're sensible, pretend you didn't see anything today, and the three of us can still live happily together. You'd still be eligible to serve your goddess."

"If you don't know any better... just pack your things and get lost." Gary Brown looked down on Ethan, as if he were the real owner of the house.

Ethan felt a sense of powerlessness.

Three years ago, Sylvia's superstitious Grandfather Bill Johnson believed that Ethan would bring luck to the Johnson family, and invited him to become his grandson-in-law.

It's been three years since Ethan married into the Johnson family, and during these three years, no one in the family, besides Grandfather, had ever looked up to Ethan.

This made Ethan even more inferior, so he desperately tried to please the Johnson family, fearing that he might upset them.

But in the end, this was the result.

"I really am a useless loser." A self-mocking smile appeared on Ethan's lips.

"After three years, I should have some backbone, right?" Ethan looked at the adulterous couple in front of him, a fierce determination in his eyes.

"What? You can't take it?" Gary Brown noticed Ethan's look but was not afraid. Instead, he showed a mocking smile.

Ethan stared at Gary, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth, "You beast, I'll fight you!"

With that, Ethan rushed towards Gary with all his might!

However, Ethan, who was physically weak, was no match for Gary.

His punch didn't even land on Gary before he was kicked to the ground by Gary's foot.

The intense pain in his abdomen made it almost impossible for Ethan to stand up."Damn it, you piece of trash still dare to fight me?" Gary Brown burst into anger.

He rushed to Ethan Smith and began punching and kicking him.

This only made Ethan Smith more desperate.

He lay on the cold ground, allowing the fists to fall on him.

"I'm living such a worthless life." Ethan Smith hugged his head, a bitter smile on his face.

"I can't even seek revenge, I... I don't deserve to live..." Ethan Smith's eyes gradually became hollow.

The endless punches and kicks caused Ethan Smith's mouth to bleed.

"Enough, hitting such trash is simply an insult to you." Sylvia Johnson stopped Gary Brown and spoke in a delicate voice.

Gary Brown spat on Ethan Smith's face and pointed at the door, saying, "Get the fuck out of here right now! Or I'll beat you to death!"

With difficulty, Ethan Smith crawled up from the ground and walked out step by step.

He hated! He hated the adulterous couple! And he hated himself for not being able to take revenge, for being worthless!

Ethan Smith couldn't accept it, he couldn't just leave humiliated!

"Sylvia, you'll regret this." Ethan turned around and said coldly.

Gary Brown pointed at Ethan Smith and cursed, "Get the fuck out already, heard me?"

Ethan Smith wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and left the Johnson residence.

At the door, he happened to meet his mother-in-law, Brenda Johnson, who had just returned.

Brenda Johnson glanced at the Mercedes-Benz parked outside the door, seemingly understanding everything.

"Mom..." Ethan Smith called out somewhat aggrieved.

Brenda Johnson's gaze was as cold as ice.

She waved her hand impatiently, saying, "Since you know it all, just accept it! To be honest, the entire Johnson family agrees that you should leave!"

This made Ethan Smith even more desperate.

"Is grandpa also agreeing?" Ethan Smith didn't want to give up.

Brenda Johnson sneered, "This time, his agreement doesn't matter! The Brown family has already established a partnership with the Taylor Family of the Capital City! If we can get on this big ship, our Johnson family can also benefit!"

"When this involves the development of the entire family, do you think just him, an old man, could change anything?" Brenda Johnson scoffed.

"As for his talk about good luck, it's clearly just superstitious nonsense."

Ethan Smith didn't say anything else.

The indifference of the entire Johnson family left him heartbroken and lost.

He wiped his mouth and walked out of the Johnson residence.

The physical pain and the emotional blow were almost too much for Ethan Smith to bear.

At last, he fainted on the street.

At this moment,

A Maybach with a license plate from the Capital City parked steadily in front of Ethan Smith.

The car window slowly rolled down, a long-haired, elegant girl frowned at Ethan Smith who was lying on the ground.

"Is he the fiance grandfather arranged for me?" The girl blinked her big eyes, carefully examining Ethan Smith.

But seeing the miserable appearance of Ethan Smith, she couldn't help but feel somewhat disgusted.

"Miss, are we... mistaken? Didn't the old man say that he must be an extraordinary person?" A man dressed as a bodyguard in the car frowned and said.

Emily Taylor didn't say anything, waved her hand, and said, "Just bring him to the car first."

"Yes, Miss." Several bodyguards quickly got out of the car and dragged Ethan Smith into the car.

Looking at the pathetic appearance of the man in front of her, Emily Taylor's eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

"Grandpa... are you really going to make me marry such a loser?" Emily Taylor couldn't help but sigh softly. In her mind, she recalled the words her grandfather had said before he left:

"Emily, our Taylor family owes his family a favor! Without Ethan Smith's father, the Taylor family would never be where it is today!"

"Ethan Smith's father left him a token, and he once told me to give it to him when he turned thirty."

"Mr. Smith is a highly accomplished person, and I believe that his son will not be any worse. Emily, remember, always treat Ethan Smith kindly."

Emily Taylor's mind was filled with her grandfather's advice, and her beautiful face showed a helpless smile.

"If he really is someone with potential, I will agree to grandpa." Emily Taylor murmured in her heart.

"But... if he's just a loser, I'm afraid I can't obey grandpa's orders." Emily Taylor sighed.

She fondled a piece of green jade pendant, which was the token her grandfather had asked her to give Ethan Smith.

Emily Taylor carefully put the jade pendant on Ethan Smith and then turned her head.

"Returning the token, the Taylor family has kept its promise." Emily Taylor thought to herself.

Yet, she hadn't noticed that the bloody jade pendant softly glowed and quickly melted into Ethan Smith's body as soon as it touched him.

Chapter 2: Goddess Descending from Heaven_1

The car slowly drove down the road.

"Miss, the River City Lord and River City's business circle want to invite you to dinner." At this time, Emily Taylor's secretary suddenly spoke.

Emily Taylor resumed her usual indifference.

She coldly said: "Reject them all, take Ethan Smith to the hospital first."

The secretary opened his mouth, smiling awkwardly: "Miss, you...aren't really going to marry such a loser, are you?"

Hearing this, a hint of ice flashed through Emily Taylor's eyes.

"Do I need to report how I make my decisions with you?" Emily Taylor coldly said.

The secretary's face changed immediately, he hurriedly slapped himself and said, "Miss, I... overstepped my bounds."

After speaking, Emily Taylor covered her mouth with her jade hand and started coughing violently.

"Miss, it's time for you to take your medicine..." The secretary hurriedly reminded her.

"Start the car." However, Emily Taylor did not pay any attention to his words and just gave the order expressionlessly.

The car rushed towards the hospital.

Meanwhile, Ethan Smith, who was unconscious, seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, it was an endless pitch-black void.

And in this darkness, there was a man, coldly staring at Ethan Smith.

He had a towering stature, with an air of a sovereign, as if a true god had descended! Inspiring unparalleled reverence!

"Where...where is this? And who are you?" Ethan Smith said, somewhat panicky.

The man turned around, coldly looking at Ethan Smith.

"I never thought that my son would be such a loser." The man said coldly.

Son?

Hearing this, Ethan Smith's heart felt like it was being stabbed by something!

Since he was a child, Ethan Smith had never seen his parents!

As for family affection, it was something he longed for but could never reach!

Although he had never seen the man before, Ethan Smith felt an inexplicable closeness to him!

"Are you...my father? Dad, I miss you so much..." Ethan Smith anxiously reached out, trying to touch his father.

But his hand passed straight through him.

"At the age of thirty, a man should have achieved something. My inheritance is now yours." The man coldly spoke.

"If you're a failure, I believe the Taylor family will take care of you for the rest of your life, and I'll never see you."

"If you have ambition, nothing in this world can stop you!"

"I look forward to meeting you."

After finishing these words, the scene before him began to fade away.

Ethan Smith cried out like a madman: "Dad, don't go, Dad!!"

But no matter how Ethan Smith shouted, he couldn't stop the scene from disappearing.

Ethan Smith was devastated, he knelt on the ground, tears in his eyes, and in unbearable pain.

He had always dreamed of meeting his birth parents, wanting to share his grievances like other people.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't stop the collapse of the scene before him.

Soon, a mysterious memory surged into Ethan Smith's mind!

There were sacred medical arts, cultivation methods, and ancient and modern arcane techniques...

In his dantian, a hint of green energy slowly flowed.

Before Ethan Smith could react, everything went black before his eyes.

By the time he woke up again, he was lying on a huge double bed.

In front of him was a girl with long hair, fluttering in the wind, and slender legs.

"You're awake?" Emily Taylor looked up and down at Ethan Smith, as if trying to see through him.

Ethan Smith hurriedly sat up from the bed and nervously said: "Who... who are you?"

Emily Taylor didn't seem to be in a hurry to reveal her identity, so she said: "My name is Emily, I found you passed out on the street and saved you."

"But what I find strange is... the doctor said there's nothing wrong with you." Emily Taylor blinked her eyes, seemingly curious about this man.

Ethan Smith frowned slightly, murmuring: "Could it be that it wasn't a dream just now?"

Thinking of this, Ethan Smith quickly closed his eyes.

As expected! The memory was still there! It seemed to be merging with his own!

And the energy in his dantian showed no signs of disappearing!

"It's really... true!" From desperation, hope ignited in Ethan Smith's heart!Medical scriptures, cultivation secret techniques... all of these could help Ethan Smith completely change his current predicament!

"I saved you, and you're not even planning on saying thank you? You're really an impolite person." Emily Taylor rolled her eyes.

Only then did Ethan Smith come back to his senses. He quickly got up and bowed to Emily Taylor, saying somewhat awkwardly, "Mis...Miss Emily, thank you for saving me..."

Looking at Ethan Smith's embarrassed appearance, Emily Taylor couldn't help but laugh.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that the silly man in front of her seemed a bit adorable.

"Alright, I was just teasing you." Emily Taylor waved her hand.

After saying that, Emily Taylor covered her mouth again and started coughing violently.

At this moment, a man dressed like a doctor walked in from outside.

"Miss, it's time for you to take your medicine." The doctor said, holding a medical box.

Emily Taylor nodded.

There was already warm water prepared on the table, and the doctor took out a whole table full of medicine.

Ethan Smith watched Emily Taylor in front of him, and countless medical scriptures suddenly appeared in his mind.

This made Ethan Smith feel a little excited.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked up and asked, "Miss Emily, are you feeling unwell?"

Emily Taylor glanced at Ethan Smith and casually said, "Yeah, I have asthma. I've had it since I was little."

Asthma!

Instantly, a treatment method appeared in Ethan Smith's mind!

However, years of low self-esteem made Ethan Smith somewhat afraid to speak up.

He just stood there, watching Emily Taylor finish taking all the medicine on the table.

But after taking the medicine, Emily Taylor's symptoms did not improve at all.

Ethan Smith watched this scene, took a deep breath, and gathered the courage to step forward, saying, "Miss Emily, would you let me have a try? Maybe I can cure your disease."

Hearing these words, a touch of surprise flashed through Emily Taylor's beautiful eyes.

Then she couldn't help but laugh, "I have asthma, it's incurable. You should know that, right?"

Ethan Smith quickly explained, "I don't know how to explain it to you, but... I still want to give it a try. Maybe it'll work..."

At this point, Emily Taylor's brow furrowed slightly.

Even the doctor by her side scoffed, "Kid, you're not even a doctor. What makes you think you can cure her?"

Ethan Smith's face turned completely red, looking rather embarrassed.

"I've seen many people like you. You just think our miss is pretty and want to take advantage of her, don't you?" The doctor continued.

"If I'm not mistaken, your treatment method requires skin-to-skin contact, right?"

Ethan Smith opened his mouth, forcing himself to say, "It does need..."

"Hahaha, Miss, you see, this kid is nothing more than a despicable wimp." The doctor sneered.

Emily Taylor's face grew colder.

She looked at Ethan Smith and asked, "Do you know the consequences of trying to take advantage of me?"

Ethan Smith hurriedly defended himself, "No... that's not it. I really don't want to take advantage of you. I can actually cure your disease!"

"What a joke," the doctor snorted.

"Although asthma is not a serious illness, it's been a chronic problem that's difficult to cure! Miss, I suggest cutting off this kid's hand and throwing him out!" The doctor said coldly.

Emily Taylor didn't say a word.

She looked Ethan Smith up and down, thinking about something.

"I can give you a chance," finally, Emily Taylor spoke.

"But if there's no effect, you'll have a miserable end." Emily Taylor said, blinking her eyes.

Ethan Smith could tell that Emily Taylor was not to be trifled with, but at this moment, he was full of confidence.

He was also eager to test whether the medical scriptures in his mind were real or not.

"Alright!" Ethan Smith nodded vigorously.

"Miss, do you really believe him? He's obviously..."

"Shut up!" The doctor wanted to say more, but Emily Taylor's sharp rebuke silenced him.

The doctor immediately shut up, begrudgingly retreating to one side.

"How do you want me to cooperate with you, Dr. Ethan?" Emily Taylor asked playfully.

Ethan Smith's face turned red, and he whispered, "I... I need to put my hand on your chest..."

After saying this, Ethan Smith's face was red all the way down to his neck.

Lowering his head, the snowy white scene on Emily Taylor's chest was truly a beautiful sight.

Chapter 3 Hurry and Bring Him Back!_1

"Kid, you really have some nerve!" The doctor was suddenly furious!

In their hearts, Emily Taylor was an untouchable goddess, a heavenly beauty! How could they tolerate a useless fool dishonoring her?

Even Emily's bodyguards took a step forward in unison!

Emily looked at Ethan Smith with a somewhat icy expression on her face.

After a moment of silence, Emily finally agreed.

"If he's deceiving me, at least I can report back." Emily thought to herself.

So, Emily lay on the bed, her white chest bare in front of Ethan Smith.

Ethan blushed and walked over to Emily.

He whispered, "Miss Emily, I... pardon me."

Having said that, Ethan summoned his courage, reached out his hand, and slowly placed it on Emily's body.

Emily was simply too beautiful! Compared to her, Sylvia Johnson was nothing!

And her figure was truly extraordinary, making it difficult for anyone to control themselves upon seeing her.

The doctor and bodyguards nearby were practically bulging their eyes out.

If it weren't for Emily's forbearance, they probably would have minced Ethan into pieces!

Ethan suppressed his wild thoughts and focused on stabilizing his mind.

Following the method in the medical scriptures, he channeled the qi in his dantian like a swimming dragon and used it.

A warm current flowed from Ethan's palm and slowly entered Emily's body.

Emily only felt warmth, and her entire body was slightly heated, as if she was submerged in a hot spring.

Time passed by the second, and sweat began to roll down Ethan's forehead.

In the blink of an eye, ten minutes had passed.

This made Emily somewhat angry.

There had to be a limit to taking advantage! Wasn't it enough?

Moreover, besides the warmth in her body, Emily hardly noticed any improvement!

On the contrary, she felt breathless and stifled in her chest, unable to help but cough!

"It seems that grandpa really overestimated him." Emily secretly shook her head in her heart.

At this moment, Ethan finally took his hand away from Emily's body.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he whispered, "Miss Emily, I've just finished your treatment. You should recover in about ten minutes."

Emily sat up on the bed and couldn't help but sneer, "Ten minutes to recover? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

After saying this, Emily coughed violently again, her face turning somewhat pale.

Ethan stood there, looking uneasy and not knowing where to put his hands.

"Miss, let us chop him up!" The burly bodyguards shouted.

However, Emily waved her hand and glanced at the clock on the wall, saying, "I'll give him ten minutes."

Ethan was also unsure deep down.

This fantastic encounter made it hard for Ethan to distinguish between reality and a dream.

The bodyguards came forward and surrounded Ethan, as if fearing that he would run away.

In the blink of an eye, nine minutes had passed.

Emily looked at the clock and coldly said, "It seems you really are lying to me. How was it? Did you enjoy touching me?"

Ethan couldn't help but give a bitter smile, knowing that there was no point in explaining himself at this point, so he simply said nothing.

The bodyguards stepped forward, seemingly ready to take action.

There was no panic on Ethan's face.

He had completely lost hope in the world. Death, perhaps, would be a relief.

"Forget it." At this point, Emily waved her hand.

"For some reason, I'll spare your life, but don't let me see you again." Emily said coldly.

Ethan didn't say much; he stood up and bowed to Emily.

"Miss Emily, I'm sorry for bothering you." After saying this, Ethan turned around and prepared to leave.

"Miss, are we really letting him go?" After Ethan left, the bodyguards said with dissatisfaction.

Emily glanced at them without saying a word.

"Consider it a favor to his father." Emily sighed with some regret, but there was still a hint of disappointment on her face.

Because before she came to River City, her grandpa had praised Ethan Smith to the skies, which filled Emily's heart with expectations.

"Grandpa, it seems you really misjudged him." Emily sighed softly.

At this moment, Emily suddenly felt a wave of warmth!

Then, she coughed once – a mouthful of black filth spat out from her mouth!

"Miss, are you alright?"

"What the hell did that guy do! I'm going to catch him right now!"

"I want to skin him alive!"

Emily, however, quickly waved her hand.

She felt her chest, surprised to find that the suffocating sensation that had lingered for years was gone! The itchiness in her throat had also completely disappeared!

"It really worked?" A touch of surprise appeared on Emily's cold and beautiful face.

"Quick, go and bring him back!" Emily hurriedly ordered.