Chapter 1003

I was, in some sense, Bruce's peer in illness. Back then, I managed to recover gradually because I had Aunt Tina, Uncle Jackson, and Alex by my side, offering comfort and care. I also had Josh, who found me at a crucial moment, reignited my will to fight, and gave me the encouragement I needed to pull myself out of the abyss of self-destruction. I was unfortunate but was also incredibly lucky. I had people around me who gave me warmth and strength. I had companions who shared my goals and a steadfast support system that would never abandon me. However, Bruce had none of that. The Harold family's environment was deeply toxic. He entered it as an illegitimate child, surrounded by wolves ready to pounce. He not only had to endure pressure from above but also had to guard against rivals on all sides. Constant vigilance was his norm. Forget comfort or reassurance—he probably couldn't even sleep without keeping one eye open. Even with a mother like Kate, her personality only added to hi