Adrian Lancaster pushed open the door to Room 308 on the second floor of the cruise ship, only to be met with the unmistakable voices of a man and a woman coming from the bedroom. "Honey, I’ve been holding back for days, I’m about to lose it." “Come on, ahh~ My pants ... take them ... off, will you? Ahh~~” BOOM! It was as if thunder had struck Adrian right in the ears. His face paled. Because the voice that spoke next belonged to Isabelle—his wife! Three years ago, they had met at a small banquet. Sparks flew, and soon after, they were married. Though she was diagnoised with multiple myeloma shortly after their wedding, Adrian never left her side. He took care of her through the worst and even donated his own healthy bone marrow—saving her life. A week ago, when Isabella told him she was pregnant, he had been over the moon. Even though his startup company was on the verge of bankruptcy, he’d spent his savings to buy two luxury cruise tickets for a seven-day geta

With a roar, Adrian kicked the bedroom door open. BANG! All hell broke loose. “Ah!” Isabelle screamed, grabbing a towel to cover herself. Lucian jumped up from the bed. However, when he saw it was Adrian, his anxiety turned into laughter. “Well well, Isabelle ... looks like the plan’s a bust!” Isabelle’s face turned pale. “Adrian? I thought you were planning a surprise dinner. Why are you back so soon?” “Sorry to interrupt your fun,” Adrian said, his face dark, his voice mocking. “If I hadn’t come back earlier, I’d never know how many ‘surprises’ you had in store for me.” “Adrian, it’s not what it looks like, I—” “I saw it. I heard it. Are you seriously going to tell me I imagined it all?” Adrian’s voice trembled with fury. “Isabelle, I never thought you’d be such a filthy slut!” His words struck her like a whip. Isabelle dropped the act and went cold. “Well, you found out. So what? We’ve already drained you dry. You’ve got nothing left." "Initia

Immediately, a massive flood of energy and information slammed into Adrian’s mind. Just when he thought his head would explode, a cooling stream of energy flowed gently from his forehead, slowly spreading through his brain, limbs, organs, blood, muscles, and bones ... ... until his entire body was bathed in a miraculous, soothing coolness. To Adrian, it was like stepping into a magical dream. Even more bewildering, he felt no pain anymore— Not from the bone marrow donation that had tortured him so far, nor the injuries Lucian and Isabelle left behind. Instead, a strange, soothing numbness spread through him. What’s happening ...? He struggled to open his eyes or move his fingers, but his body wouldn’t respond. As the pressure faded, Adrian found his mind was flooded with strange knowledge: legendary energy techniques, powerful martial arts, miraculous medical skills, cursecraft, prophecy, alchemy ... All recorded in a book titled Inheritance of Terra's Will, now et

As Adrian undid more of her buttons, Sophia squeezed her eyes shut in despair. She gasped for air, helpless and unable to resist at all. Yet the scene she had feared — being assaulted by Adrian — never happened. Instead, after swiftly removing her clothes, Adrian began pressing and kneading different spots along her neck and back with rapid, precise movements. As his fingers moved faster and his strength increased, Sophia felt a warm current flow through her neck and chest, as if flushing out the sickness from within her body. Sophia couldn’t help but let out a comfortable moan, and after realizing what she had just done, she blushed. Thirty seconds later, to Sophia’s astonishment, the suffocating feeling completely vanished. She could breathe steadily again! How come? What did Adrian do? Was he a legendary doctor or what? Looking at Adrian, who was panting heavily as if he had been utterly drained, Sophia was filled with shock and doubt. “Get dressed,” Adrian said

Then, he raised an eyebrow, his eyes shone with mockery. “Oh right, I heard that bitch’s barren.” He curled his lip. "What a pity." But clearly, there was no pity in his voice. If anything, there was hatred. Richard’s expression didn’t waver, but his voice lowered, his head bowed. "Young Master, your father has his reasons." Adrian scoffed. "Reasons? Can’t control his lower half, huh?" “Being so obsessed with that bitch that he could act like nothing happened with my mother’s death?” “To the hell with his reasons!” Adrian had been tormented inside all these past years. If he could get revenge, he definitely would, but he knew he couldn’t make a move easily. As the only legitimate heir of the Lancaster Family—one of the top three aristocratic families on the Kindoria Continent, he had known since childhood how powerful the Lancaster Family was. It was a force even the highest rulers of the Kindoria Continent would treat with caution. And how could he, alone, possibly