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After Thalassa stepped out, Lysander didn't pause for even a moment. Placing his palms against the floor, he gathered all his strength, attempting to push his upper body up and desperately trying to get his legs to move.
But no matter how much effort he put into it, his legs remained unresponsive.
It had only been a couple of minutes since Thalassa had left when she returned to find Lysander had managed to prop himself up slightly, his rear end hanging in the air as he tried to force his legs to stand. His forehead was dotted with beads of sweat from the effort, indicating he was on the verge of standing up.
Thalassa's heart raced, and she abruptly stopped in her tracks, signaling David to pause as well. They stood behind Lysander, watching him with anticipation, hoping he could stand.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn that tense moment, Lysander pushed himself to his highest point yet, but his hands could no longer support his body, and he struggled to stand.
However, his legs still felt nothing, and his arms, overwhelmed by the strain, gave way, causing him to fall back to the ground with a muted thud.
"Lysander!" Thalassa's heart skipped a beat as she rushed forward.
Hearing Thalassa's voice, Lysander felt an even stronger surge of frustration. He clenched his teeth and pounded his fist onto his leg, his breathing rough and labored.
In an instant, Thalassa understood the depth of Lysander's frustration and agony.
He had always been on top, untouchable, a figure standing at the pinnacle. Suddenly being unable to stand was a blow to his dignity.
Thalassa took his fist in her hands, comforting him with tender words, "Lysander, don't rush yourself. Recovery takes time. You need to give yourself that time." David quickly cover too, squatting down to support Lysander's other arm, adding, "Mr. Sinclair, Ms. Everhart is right." Lysander's cheeks tensed, his jaws clenched tight. He understood the logic, but time... how much twould it take? Three years, five years, a decade, or even twenty? How long would he have to sit in a wheelchair? C Sitting in a wheelchair meant he couldn't even embrace the woman he loved with all his strength. Thalassa's earlier hesitation to respond to his question was somewhat related to his condition.
And now, he couldn't return to his original state.
NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON EPICPLA Even wanting an answer, he couldn't take the lead.
If he could move freely, when Thalassa started to walk away to answer the phone, he could have grabbed her, pulled her close, encircled her waist, tipped her chin up so she had to face him, not allowing her to dodge, making her answer his question before she could take the call.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut his disability limited him, and even Thalassa turning to answer the phone was a moment he couldn't physically catch.
Together, Thalassa and David helped Lysander back into his wheelchair.
Thalassa then suggested, "I'm heading to Dr. Funke's. My aunt has fainted don't you cwith Why don'tly My aunt has me? It'll be good for Dr. Funke to take a look at your legs too." The content. is on novelenglish.net!
"No need," Lysander replied, his tone cold. S'a''h th' (@ind)" vel.n't m website on Google to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. David looked at Lysander incredulously, unable to grasp why he would refuse.
Didn't he want to spend twith Thalassa? Now that she was inviting him, he was refusing!
Moreover, visiting Dr. Funke could provide an opportunity to examine his legs. Dr. Funke had revived him from a vegetative state; perhaps he could cure his legs too. And visiting Thalassa's aunt together could have been a chance to nurture their relationship further.
Thalassa was taken aback by the refusal, slightly stunned, she nodded, "Alright then, you should rest. I'll go see my aunt." X