After awakening, he still retained the memories of these sixteen years, so he naturally understood all the causes and consequences. When he realized what had happened, even he was speechless.

He had almost died—jumped into a river to commit suicide, and all for a girl who had deceived him. Blinded by love, unable to accept the cruel truth of being lied to, he had tried to drown himself in the lake.

In the end, he was discovered and rescued from the icy water, but after returning, he remained unconscious for three days and nights, his breath weak. It took a great deal of precious spiritual herbs and medicines just to keep him alive.

Could he be any more pathetic?

Ethan Brooks sighed, feeling so ashamed of his own weakness in this life that he even had the urge to slap himself—how disgraceful!

In the past, he had survived the siege of countless enemies across myriad realms, yet now he had almost killed himself over a woman. If word of this death got out, if his old enemies or the people of the myriad realms heard about it, they would probably die laughing. It was just too humiliating.

But thinking back to his original self, all for Lily... sigh...

A soft sigh carried countless emotions. His thoughts wandered, recalling the past, with feelings he could not put into words.

The little maid saw her young master frowning and couldn't help but ask softly, "Young master, what's wrong? Are you still in pain?"

"No." Lying in bed, Ethan Brooks shook his head. Seeing the little maid's delicate and lovely face, he suddenly smiled and beckoned with his finger, "Grace, come here for a moment."

"Young master, is there something you need?" The little maid Grace obediently leaned in.

At that moment, Ethan Brooks suddenly reached out and stroked the little maid's soft, rosy cheek, teasing her with a mischievous laugh, "I'm just thinking about how to win over Grace. Heh, this little face is so fair and tender, I really like it."

"Ah—" Grace cried out, quickly retreating several steps, her face blazing red, as if dripping with color. She twisted her hands behind her back, shy and flustered, "Young master, you're bullying Grace."

"Haha—" Ethan Brooks burst out laughing, but the laughter triggered his injuries, making him cough uncontrollably. Grace immediately forgot about his teasing and rushed over in concern, "Young master, are you alright?"

How could he be alright? With such a frail body, he was nothing like he used to be.

Ethan Brooks gave a bitter smile and shook his head. He never expected that he, who once shook the myriad realms, would end up so down and out.

But thinking about it, this wasn't the first time. Why was he always so miserable?

"You unfilial son, you finally decided to wake up!"

A loud shout rang out as the door was flung open with a bang. Even before the person arrived, the voice did. Ethan Brooks didn't even need to think to know it was his father in this life.

Sure enough, a tall, handsome middle-aged man strode in, dressed in luxurious robes of purple and gold silk, exuding an air of authority that made him seem imposing even without anger.

Behind him, a beautiful woman followed, immediately scolding in embarrassment and annoyance, "Owen Brooks, why are you shouting? Can't you see Ethan has just woken up and is still very weak?"

Owen Brooks was Ethan Brooks's father's name, and his mother was Emily Carter, as beautiful as her name suggested.

Owen Brooks's expression softened a little. He grunted, came to Ethan Brooks's bedside, and seeing that Ethan Brooks was truly awake, he was clearly excited but tried hard to restrain himself. "You... you're really awake?"

Isn't that obvious, old man?

Ethan Brooks almost rolled his eyes, but remembering their relationship and seeing the concern in their eyes, he couldn't help but soften inside and nodded.

The beautiful woman sat by the bed, tightly grasping Ethan Brooks's fair hand, tears falling as she choked out, "Son, please don't scare your mother again. I can't bear such a fright. Please, don't try to die again, alright?"

Ethan Brooks wanted to say something, but seeing the genuine care and affection in the room, the true love of family—something he, an orphan in his previous life, had never experienced—he was nearly moved to tears.

All the words stuck in his throat, and in the end, he only managed a soft "Mm," which spoke more than a thousand words.

Just as the atmosphere was warm and gentle, a servant rushed in and respectfully said, "Master, madam, young master, the people from The Harris Family have arrived, and the invitation to Miss Olivia Harris's coming-of-age ceremony has also been delivered."

The people from The Harris Family? Miss Harris?

At that moment, Ethan Brooks's eyes flashed with a sharp light, dazzling to behold.

Olivia Harris—the very woman for whom, before regaining his memories, he had tried to kill himself for love!

Chapter 2: Tiandu Continent

Olivia Harris had arrived—the very woman for whom, before regaining his memories, Ethan Brooks had tried to kill himself for love.

How could Ethan Brooks not recognize this woman? In fact, in this life, he was more familiar with her than anyone.

In the room, upon hearing that the people from The Harris Family had arrived, both Owen Brooks and Emily Carter's faces changed instantly, filled with anger. It could be said that all the causes and consequences of this incident were because of Olivia Harris. She had nearly driven their only son to suicide, and now she actually had the nerve to come in person.