Chapter 1962


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    Thssa was gripped by fear, yet she dared not make any rash moves. After all, Lysander had made it clear: this was not her battle to fight. Moreover, she was at a loss on how to aid Lysander, leaving her no choice but to step back.


    As seconds ticked by, Thssa watched Lysander crouched on the ground, his face twisted in pain, unable to move. Her heart tightened with each passing moment.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    Unable to stand by any longer, she was about to step forward to help Lysander when she saw him push against the ground, slowly rising to his feet.


    Lysander''s leg, just like the day before, was temporarily in pain, preventing him from standing. But as the sharp pain subsided, he was back to normal.


    Lysander walked over to Thssa, who was looking up at him with tears in her eyes, those bright, clear eyes full of sorrow and worry.


    Lysander reached out, gently ruffling her hair with a deep, soothing voice, still hoarse from the pain, "It''s okay, don''t worry."


    "Are you sure? Maybe we should call Lydia or Dr. Funke. He''s got a lot of experience."


    Thssa couldn''t shake her concern. Yesterday''s worries were now magnified by seeing Lysander in such agony, her heart was in knots.


    "It''s fine, I know my own body." Lysander continued to reassure Thssa.


    He believed that even if Lydia or Dr. Funke were toe, it wouldn''t make a difference. His leg''s paralysis wasn''t due to any physiological issue but a psychological one.


    His sudden recovery was spurred by Callum''s provocation, the emotional and physical pain somehow triggering his nerves to function, allowing him to stand.


    Hence, he reasoned, full recovery would ultimately depend on himself.


    "But..." Thssa was still worried.


    "Hey, it''s all good. Can you walk? If we don''t head to the registry office soon, they''ll be closed." Lysander changed the subject, not wanting Thssa to fret.


    "Okay, let''s go to the registry office." Thssa stood up, wiping away her tears, feeling a twinge in her foot as she walked.


    She went to the wardrobe to pick out a set of clothes she liked and was about to head to the dressing room to change when a thought suddenly struck her.


    Turning back to Lysander, she asked, "My household register is in Hollowbrook. Do we have time to fetch it?"


    Lysander nced at her limping foot, then tenderly met her gaze, "Going to Hollowbrook and back, we''d miss the registry office''s closing time. How about we wait? Once your foot is better, there''s no rush." Content belongs to


    Thssa felt a pang of disappointment. They had been so close to officially bing husband and wife today.


    But considering Lysander''s difficulty in standing just moments ago, she was more concerned about his health.


    She agreed to his suggestion, "Alright, we''ll go get marriedter. But you really should have a doctor check your leg." "Let''s see how it goes in a few days." Lysander suggested.


    "Okay." Thssa agreed.


    "Then I''m off to the office. Can you manage on your own at home?" Lysander nced at his watch. There was still time to make it to a meeting.


    "Of course, I be fine. Just make


    sure you get some rest too, bnce work with rxation." Thssa was worried about leaving Lysander, wishing she could stay by his side but knowing she''d only be a burden.


    His focus would be split between work and caring for her.


    Without her there, he could concentrate on his work.


    "Got it." Lysander ruffled Thssa''s hair again, helped her back to the bed, and instructed, "You need to rest that foot, no wandering around. I''ll have the housekeeper bring you something to eat."


    Nodding obediently, Thssa watched as Lysander finally left the room.