"Rescue?" Those words struck a nerve in Lysander, his gaze sharp as ice, making Alaric's legs feel like jelly.

"I'm sorry, Lysander, I didn't want this to happen either. It just... happened out of nowhere," Alaric confessed, visibly distressed and in pain.

He had been on cloud nine, heading to meet Hertha, imagining they might already be on their way to the city hall to get their marriage license if it weren't for the accident.

Instead, he was stuck in the hospital, anxiously waiting and fearing the worst.

Lysander's gaze shifted from Alaric to the emergency room door, his jaw clenched tight, a clear sign of his rising tension.

Seeing Lysander silent, Alaric wisely chose not to say more.

The atmosphere in the emergency room corridor grew increasingly heavy, suffocating.

After a nerve-wracking half-hour wait, the door swung open, and a doctor stepped out.

The moment Lysander saw the doctor, he eagerly moved forward, intent on inquiring about the situation. Alaric, however, beat him to it, striding over with long steps: "Doctor, how's Thalassa doing?" "Just some superficial injuries, nothing serious. Just make sure the wounds don't get infected," the doctor explained.

Hearing this, Alaric's pent-up tension finally dissipated, and he gratefully thanked the doctor.

Lysander, on the other hand, could only watch from behind, confined to his wheelchair, as Alaric, tall and obstructive like a wall, spoke to the doctor about Thalassa's condition.

of the wheelchair, he had lost the

the difference between him

Lysander, expecting to see a shared relief on his face. Instead, he was met with Lysander's cold, unapproachable expression, his

news, Alaric received no response, only watching as Lysander began to

forward to assist Lysander with

aren't you going to wait for

simply continuing on

out of the emergency room, and Alaric hurried

request, Thalassa was placed in

around five hours in the room when Hertha finally woke up, her head throbbing with pain, "Where am I?"

Alaric immediately reminded Hertha of

the last

the reason

her sorrows in liquor.

her hand to strike him, "Alaric, you heartless

caught her hand, pulling

an embrace,

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