Chapter 332 Accept Treatment

• Jayden called Wilson to retract his order while Rachel watched. When the call ended, all strength seemed to have fled her legs as she suddenly collapsed back onto the bed. She dazedly stared down at her palms and started crying. "I'm sorry, Jordan."
• His heart twisted as if someone was tugging at his heartstrings. He slid the phone back into his pocket and walked to the bed. "Stop thinking about this and focus on your recovery."
• "I'm sorry…" She clutched at the edges of his shirt as she hoarsely continued, "Four years ago, on that night when I was told Dmitri and Damian had died, I had become severely paranoid. I went to a hospital for treatment. The doctor diagnosed me with a persecution complex and severe depression…" She bitterly smiled. "When I found out they were still alive a few months ago, I thought I would be finally cured. I didn't think… I'm sorry. It's all my fault. My delusions had led me to send the children away. I'm so sorry. Jordan, you can bring the children back anytime you want. I won't mind…"