The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 89

Chapter 89 A Bond and a Wall

“I can’t…”

Feeling Rex’s resistance waning, Daron and Tyler silently let go.

“I just can’t…”

Rex covered his face and cried out. A few drops of tears flowed out from the gaps between his fingers.

The others lowered their heads and did not speak. The only sound in the large room was his sobs, which he tried to suppress. Hearing that, the others felt so bad for him.

“I know. I know you can’t. I understand what you are feeling…” Amelie could only silently hold Rex by the shoulder and patted him on the back.

She thought, I have always been the one needing protection and hiding behind my

brothers.

Unexpectedly, I became the one supporting Rex today.

After a while, Rex calmed down a little, but he still looked a little depressed.

“It’s not like there’s no room for maneuver.” Amelie arranged his hospital gown for him, which was wrinkled because of the earlier struggle. “Behave and listen to the doctor. Take rest and actively cooperate with the doctor’s treatment for rehabilitation,

and I’m sure you will be fine.”

Yet in fact, Amelie was tentative as well.

She thought, the doctor simply didn’t advise him to engage in high–pressure work again. The doctor did not say whether he would recover or how well he would recover.

Even if he does return to work, will he have a relapse?

All of these are unknown questions.

But I’m willing to believe him. Rex has always been outstanding. How can he be so easily defeated by some surgery?

“Really?”

looked at his palm.

a thick cocoon on his

“Yes!”

let’s pinky swear!

by

say that.”

“I believe you. OK? I

that, the other three were finally

and gestured to Amelie with his eyes to the soup and side dishes on

table.

I

sighed, consciously picked up the bowl on the table,

finished eating, Aaron left since he had something to do.

left in a hurry, leaving Amelie and Rex in the room.

coat on and watched the people coming and going below. No one knew what was going

fact, you didn’t think it

his lonely

I let go

and returned to the bed. He threw the heavy quilt

lot weaker, and even the breeze that had just blown sent a

about that organization of

at once. She got up and closed the open window a

do so, he had always refused her on the grounds of confidentiality, but today, he nodded

these organizations, answering to those at the top, scouring the world for

what do you

everything. Do you remember all those bad people you see on TV committing all sorts of crimes? It was I

his eyes. Such memories should bring happiness

was from Oakland

sadness. “We hit it off. Unfortunately, he got injured on a mission, so he was transferred to a relatively easy team. And

friends to acquaintances.”

Amelie nodded thoughtfully.

a bond and a wall between him

and things in organizations or on missions. However, because of the special nature of his work,

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