Roscoe might not want to admit it, but he had likely fallen into that category in Nicole's heart. Nicole's decision to be with him wasn't just about romance. Her compassion for him also fueled it.

"Your brain..." Nicole was at a loss for words, stunned by what she had just learned. She hadn't realized the extent of Roscoe's suffering. The thought of a parasite gnawing away at his brain was a nightmare beyond comprehension. It sent shivers down Nicole's spine.

"It's alright, Nicole. Despite everything, Emerie a shred of decency and didn't let me die. The pills she gave me before she passed saved my life. I can handle a few lingering side effects," Roscoe reassured her.

Emerie's gesture of kindness toward Roscoe, which involved taking him to Witch Valley, stemmed from his past act of saving her life.

As the parasites began to control Roscoe's mind, Roscoe still had some semblance of control. While on a journey with Emerie, their driver, unfortunately, picked a less-than-stellar car, resulting in a crash that left Emerie trapped in her seat.

Panic set in as the driver fled the scene, leaving behind a car leaking oil and on the verge of catching fire. It was a dire situation.

Any seasoned driver would know that car fires could escalate quickly, engulfing the vehicle within minutes, sometimes Leading to explosions.

In the heat of the moment, the driver didn't abandon Roscoe, recognizing his vital role within the family, and swiftly pulled him away from the looming danger.

Despite believing that she was invincible, panic gripped Emerie as thick smoke billowed into the car. She had witnessed the devastating aftermath of car fires before, and fear crept into her heart.

With a sudden burst of determination, Roscoe wriggled free from the driver's grasp and yanked Emerie out of the car just as the flames licked at the back seat, transforming the vehicle into a roaring inferno within seconds.

In under fifteen minutes, the car was nothing but a burnt-out shell.

Emerie found herself profoundly moved by Roscoe's courage. Having lived a life of seclusion, encountering such genuine and selfless bravery left an indelible mark on her soul.

Emerie's perspective sharply contrasted with that of the chief. While the chief fixated on achieving immortality, Emerie, influenced by her upbringing but still young and impressionable, developed a soft spot for Roscoe.

Roscoe was far from naive. He understood the importance of Emerie's role after the accident. He knew that her survival could prove advantageous for him.

As expected, Emerie had gone against the Watts family's wishes and used her knowledge of herbs to sustain Roscoe. Even after returning to Witch Valley, she continued to keep him alive.

In Emerie's final moments, her actions to save Roscoe were her way of seeking redemption.

Nicole's worry lingered. "Roscoe, are you absolutely certain about your health?"

"Of course. I'm a doctor, after all. I wouldn't make such a claim without thoroughly checking myself first." Roscoe attempted to ease Nicole's worries, mindful of the weight of her existing concerns.

With a gentle chuckle, he said, "I'm all good now, Nicole. Nothing tops the importance of staying alive."

"Alright, I will send you the pills," Nicole responded.