Hidden Fortune of the Wretched Son In-law

Courtroom

Logan cleaned the sweat on his forehead and sighed. He can't deny it, he could still hear the thud in his chest. He felt a slight headache and he opened the drawer beside the bed and took out aspirin then stood up from the bed, making his way downstairs to get water.

It was just to 11 which means he only slept for at most thirty minutes and he had a terrible dream during that time. With the way he have repeated nightmares every time, how is he to sleep? He can't even compromise a little for himself since the scar from years ago still haunt him like everything happened yesterday.

Once he got a cup of water, he swallowed the medication and downed it with water before going back to his room to take a long yet cold shower that will make his mind feel less worried.

He just stripped out of his cloth and didn't bother to take a towel from the closet since there are some in the bathroom. Logan prepared a bath for himself with bubbles and then threw himself into the bath tub which is mostly