I felt my heart drop when I heard that.

"Well, take care. Let's put it this way. You focus on recovering. If your health improves, we'll continue to collaborate on other small projects involving high-end doors." I painted a hopeful picture for him.

I had to do this. I couldn't bear to see this strong man be so defeated.

Sure enough, a hint of contentment appeared on his face. In reality, we both understood that this was just a verbal agreement. If his health didn't improve, our collaboration would naturally come to an end.

Before saying goodbye, he said earnestly, "You're still young, Ms. Chloe. Health is wealth. Take good care of yourself. Don't push yourself too hard."

These words, once spoken, became a motto etched deep in my heart, and a memory of Jordan.

After I saw Jordan off, I was left with a heavy heart. It was clear that this man deserved respect, but all his dreams seemed destined to crumble because of his son.

It was a tragic outcome.

Carol reminded me that it was t