Lydia suddenly snapped back to reality, her actions haphazard as she exclaimed, "Okay, okay, I'll check his pulse right now."

She quickly reined in her astonishment, taking Lysander's hand in hers, trying her best to calm the storm inside her and steady her nerves as she prepared to take his pulse.

Thalassa noticed Lydia's hands trembling slightly as she held Lysander's wrist, as if she were incredibly nervous, almost scared.

Seeing this, Thalassa couldn't help but chuckle. "Lydia, maybe you need a cup of tea to calm your nerves?"

In her current state, how could she accurately assess Lysander's condition?

Realizing she was indeed too tense, Lydia took a deep breath and said, "No, no, I'm fine... I just need to close my eyes, that's all..."

She didn't dare voice the thought that floated through her mind next: And not get fed up with your lovey-dovey stuff.

Even if she felt comfortable joking with Thalassa, she wouldn't dare tease Lysander in the same way.

With her eyes closed, Lydia focused on taking Lysander's pulse, proving her point that shutting the outside world out allowed her to stabilize her mind and concentrate on the task at hand.

not wanting to disturb Lydia's

an impatient Thalassa asked, "Well? How is

quite good. But his leg... it's not something that'll heal overnight. It's going to take consistent treatment

"So, you're saying

never stand again had pained Thalassa deeply, almost suffocating her

accept a future where he couldn't stand on his own

throw caution to the wind and

short

a second thought,

very determination that had driven

leg, Thalassa

temper her expectations, "I mean there's hope with treatment, but

Lysander might still end

out of disdain for Lysander's condition, but knowing how Lysander

to Lydia, asking was still a point in continuing revealed his frustration and

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255