The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

"I'm only protecting this family for Dad and for my family. I don't care about this wealth; I can earn money to support you all now. I can return the position of head of the family to you now."

The little one even cried out, "But you can't leave me!"

Aiden was in a real bind.

Why does this little guy keep looking so pitiful?

It is indeed very heart-wrenching, but...

Aiden looked at the power he had coveted for ten years, the only desire he had ever had as a child.

But now Wutu simply handed it over to him... as if it were an ordinary ring.

But Aiden did not accept it.

He looked at the black rabbit in silence.

Clearly, the weight of the black worm in his heart has now subtly surpassed his pursuit.

Aiden watched as the little guy seemed completely unconcerned, burying himself even deeper in his arms and exposing all his vital parts to him. Aiden's eyes darkened for a moment.

He was about to pull the little guy out of his arms, like pulling a clingy little kitten.

But when Wu Tu raised its head, Aiden noticed that a single, glistening tear seemed to have glistened on the little guy's face.

Aiden paused.

He watched as the little guy was pulled away and then sat quietly beside him, like an abandoned cat or dog, obediently no longer speaking. Aiden felt a tightness in his chest.

Just then, Maureen opened the door:

"Master, you should go back and rest."

The little one realized he still couldn't hold back his tears, so he wiped them a couple of times with the back of his hand, feeling a little embarrassed, and then hurriedly left.

Aiden watched Wu Tu's hurried departure, and all the unspoken words were swallowed back down his throat.

At this moment, Morin turned around and launched a devastating attack on Aiden:

"Did you make the master of the house cry? What you did today was truly terrible."

"Are you aware that the young master is already in a bad mood? Even the psychologist has advised us to be on high alert?"

Aiden: "I..."

Morin said, "Back then, you were the one who took the abused young master home and raised him yourself. You can't treat him like that."

After saying that, Morin closed the door.

Aiden was also extremely agitated at this moment, and his agitation almost made it impossible for him to calm down.

He took several deep breaths before lowering his head and searching for related terms for black worm on his phone.

……

Hours later, Aiden stared at the long-off screen of his phone, the black screen reflecting his face.

Her hands were clasped tightly together, and her face still bore traces of tears.

A face filled with pain.

Those blue eyes were also filled with despair.

In those few hours, he witnessed the trial of Wutu's memory, saw the little guy's past, and saw how he himself had saved Wutu back then.

But that rescue was still too little compared to the suffering the little guy endured.

The pain was so intense that even Aiden couldn't bear it.

The doctor walked in and was shocked by Aiden's current state. He wanted to give Aiden a sedative injection, but Aiden refused.

"My mental state is normal, so there's no need to worry."

But Aiden couldn't put down his phone. Even though he could empathize with the pain, he couldn't suppress his curiosity about the black cat.

As he reminisces about the past, he also gets to know Wutu again and begins to care about the little guy's background and understand the reasons for his vulnerability.

Aiden continued to open the encrypted files on his phone, reading them day and night, until he saw the little black cat with a childlike voice in Winston's encrypted memories.

Watching Winston use a memory device to raise the little guy all over again in order to make up for it.

He also watched the videos of Wu Tu's matches, watching him grow from such a tiny little boy, clinging to Winston's leg and calling him "Dad," to the big kid he is today.

He laughed with Utopia and cried with Utopia. He could also see that no matter what, Winston was always by Utopia's side.

Aiden understood the emotions in his eyes, a profound and chilling mix of protection, tenderness, control, and affection.

But now, Aiden understands his past self.

How could a monster not be tempted by such a treasure?

The black cat received the monster's love and care, and the monster was determined to keep him by its side forever, never to be separated even in death, and to be father and son in the next life.

Aiden understood everything Winston was thinking and felt he was about to become like him too.

He saw the black rabbit on the screen, and his heart, wanting to protect it, seemed to start beating.

Is it the body's instinct, or Winston's renewed approach?

Just then, Aiden's stiff neck, stiffened from staring at his phone screen for so long, brought him back to reality with a sharp pain.

Once Aiden regained his senses and was able to move his body a little, he went to the bathroom and took a cold shower to temporarily suppress his various thoughts.

Because he only realized it now, two days had already passed.

But Wu Tu hasn't come to see him in the last two days.

The little guy is always taken care of by Morin and the butler.

What happened? Did what I said that day still hurt Wu Tu's feelings?

No, even so, the little guy will still come to see him.

The black clown cares so much about Winston.

Could something have happened to the little one?

Just thinking about this made Aiden extremely anxious, and he was eager to be discharged from the hospital and go home.

But when he was pushed home by Morin, he heard the butler say that Wutu had already gone to rest.

Aiden finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He pushed his wheelchair up to the fifth floor in the elevator. He felt a sense of familiarity with the manor, as if he roughly remembered where his room was.

Aiden pushed open the door to his room and the first thing he saw was his messy bed.

The bed sheet is also gone.

Aiden thought someone with ill intentions had broken into his room.

Aiden instinctively reached for his weapon, but suddenly heard a noise coming from inside the cabinet.

He walked over and suddenly pulled open the cabinet door, finding inside a black ox wrapped in his blanket, fast asleep.

It was as if the owner had unexpectedly spotted the cat sleeping soundly in a corner.

Aiden felt the same way as the cat's owner—a mix of amusement and exasperation, yet also finding the black cat adorable.

Aiden reached out, picked up the little guy, and placed him on his lap. He weighed him in his hands and found that the little guy was indeed very thin.

On the large expanse of skin exposed on the back of the black tu, the protruding spine is clearly visible, like a fragile butterfly.

The housekeeper said that the little guy had been fattened up a bit by him before.

But now, it's clear that this weight is simply not enough.

So Aiden reached out and stroked the little guy's wrist, thinking about how to fatten him up a bit, to make him a little rounder.

He watched as the little guy gradually curled up in his arms like a silkworm, and he felt a little reluctant to put Wu Tu on the bed.

Aiden could watch the little guy sleeping for a very long time, until he realized his legs were going numb, and he had no choice but to put the little guy on the bed.