Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

Chapter 1697

Mr. Lewis felt upset listening to his son yelling. Criticisms could no longer leave his mouth.

Duncan was tall and massive. He looked like a rough man.

After having lain in the hospital for over ten days, he had gotten thinner.

People who were concerned about him would feel sad upon seeing his state. He could not stand and lacked the spirit and vigor he used to have.

Even his gaze had lost its usual sparkle, replaced with despair.

The doctor said that Duncan’s full recovery depended on whether he could reignite his confidence and persist in treating his legs and undergoing physiotherapy.

It would be a long journey.

There was a possibility that he would not make any progress even after time passed, and that could easily break someone’s spirits.

“Darling, stop scolding Duncan.”

Mrs. Lewis persuaded her husband, “It’s my fault. I insisted on feeding him even though he said he wasn’t hungry.”

She wanted to take all the blame.

Duncan watched his mother and averted his gaze. He could not meet her eyes anymore.

Although his mother had thought he was going to meet Liberty and tried to stop him, which caused his accident, the bigger blame was on him. He was driving too quickly, so he still rear–ended someone else’s vehicle even though he had slammed on the brakes when the unexpected situation occurred.

Duncan was lucky enough that he did not die.

A bodyguard entered. He only dared to walk over after standing still for some time. He asked Duncan softly, “Mr. Lewis, Mr. Callum is here to visit you.”

He did not dare mention that Zachary had come too.

Callum had not been in Wiltspoon lately. Those who knew nothing would think he had just returned from a business trip. With the relationship between the Lewises and the Yorks, it was perfectly normal for Callum to visit Duncan at the hospital.

Duncan said coldly, “I don’t want to meet him. I don’t wish to see anyone now. Ask him to leave.”

After a moment of silence, the bodyguard said, “Mr. Zachary and his wife are here too.”

want to meet anybody. I don’t want to see them or face their

anger at the bodyguard’s words. He threw

“Duncan.”

Mr. Lewis called him.

bodyguard, “Go out and tell

staying up all night.”

as before because she cared

often did facials.

wrinkles indeed grew

“Darling, don’t blame Duncan.”

a trash can. She wiped the spilled food on the bed and cleaned

one who made her son bedridden and unable to walk. She insisted on

herself.

it would be difficult for others

not hungry. I can’t eat. I’m lying here every day like a living dead without exercising, and I have digestion problems. I’m not hungry at all, and I can’t swallow anything. How many times have I told you not to bring me so

the Duncan who can eat two big bowls of

over and having his mother clean

being scolded by his father, he yelled at his parents. His words were filled with

situation.

Chapter 1697

to his son yelling. Criticisms could no longer leave his

massive. He looked like

hospital for over ten

were concerned about him would feel sad upon seeing his state. He

gaze had lost its usual sparkle, replaced

said that Duncan’s full recovery depended on whether he could reignite his confidence and persist in treating his legs

be a long

possibility that he would not make any progress even after time passed,

easily break someone’s spirits.

“Darling, stop scolding Duncan.”

“It’s my fault. I insisted on feeding him even though

to take all the

averted his gaze. He could

him. He was driving too quickly, so he still rear–ended someone else’s vehicle even though