Chapter 1581
Joy Taylor appeared in his dream, her face messed with disappointment, refusing to utter a word to him.
However, the scene shifted, and he saw another woman with her back turned to him, covered in wounds, desperately calling for help.
This image jolted him awake. He looked at the time and found that he had only slept for less than half an hour.
He was drenched in cold sweat, weak, and even felt dizzy when he tried to get up.
Seeing this, the butler said to him: "Sir, you look very unwell, why don't you go to the hospital? You've not been resting properly these past few days."
Tristan Collins shook his hand dismissively, "As you said, I'm just fatigued. That's no big deal. Let's go check on him."
The butler nodded and followed him down.
Just when they reached the basement door, they saw that the main gate was wide open as the cold wind blew in.
A chill went down Tristan's spine, and he quickened his steps to go inside.
