Chapter 369: The Unique Treasure in My Heart

This memory is actually very simple.

His father was a murderer, and also suffered from a mental illness.

His mother could not endure his father's psychological control, had an affair with another man, and was ultimately stabbed to death by her own husband.

After they died, young Adrian Holt lived alone in a dilapidated house, with neighbors unable to resist pointing and whispering whenever they saw him.

The children around him always called him the son of a murderer.

He grew increasingly reticent, and as time went on, he even became unwilling to leave the house.

Until later, when the police took him to an orphanage.

In reality, even after moving to a different place, his life remained unchanged.

Teachers detested his gloominess, often vented their anger on him, and sometimes, when they were displeased, they would secretly pinch him, hit him.

The other children also kept their distance and bullied him.