"Lysander!" Thalassa's voice was tight with worry, echoing through the room.
Lydia realized she had made a slight mistake, the acupuncture needle had veered off course. With a shock, she quickly withdrew it, rushing to check on Lysander. "Chief, how do you feel?" Anxiety and concern filled Lydia's eyes, alongside a palpable dread. Her hand had slipped, causing the needle to miss its mark. Lysander must be in pain, but pain was the least of her worries. The real fear was that this mistake might worsen his condition.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLysander's furrowed brow relaxed slightly, his voice rough with the sting of pain, "I'm okay." "Mr. Sinclair!" David hurried over, his face a portrait of concern. Seeing Lysander with acupuncture needles sticking out of his head and several in his leg, he realized there had been a mishap while Lydia was treating him at the moment he had walked in to report.
David blamed himself, hanging his head in apology, "Mr. Sinclair, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in the middle of treatment." Lysander steadied his breath, his gaze sharp on David, "What did you say just now?" "I said I'm sorry." "The sentence before that." Lysander was stern.
David got the message, repeating the report he had made upon entering, "Now, the bodyguards are probably already at Dr. Brown's clinic..." Thalassa was shocked, about to speak, when Lysander cut her off with a cold voice, addressing David, "David, since when do you take matters into your own hands? Who taught you that habit?" Search the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON @ David could see Lysander was angry. He had called Dr. Brown, offering to pay him for treating Lysander, and even sent bodyguards to forcibly bring Dr. Brown, all out of his own initiative. He was just trying to help Lysander.
When they visited the Star Harbor Villa, David saw Lysander's frustration at his inability to stand, his anger vented on his own legs. David saw how much Lysander wanted to stand and walk like a normal person again, to be with Thalassa without worries, to return to the Sinclair Group as its CEO.
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Being by Lysander's side for so many years, David's primary task had always been to solve problems for him v Now, faced with such a significant challenge, David's immediate reaction was to step up and solve the problem for Lysander.
Since Thalassa said Dr. Brown's assistance would cwith conditions, and Lysander was m Thala Thalassa in a difficult reluctant to put her position, David took it upon himself to persuade Dr. Brown, resorting to force if money didn't work! But he hadn't anticipated upsetting Lysander. David nodded, admitting his mistake with trepidation, "Mr. Sinclair, it was my initiative. I just wanted to see you recover soon, I was too hasty." "Call the bodyguards back now!" Lysander ordered sternly.
David didn't dare disobey, promptly executing the command, "Right away!"
Pulling out his phone, he dialed the bodyguards. "What?" Hearing the response, David was startled and e couldn't hide it. Covering the O m mouthpiece, he relayed to Lysander, "They're almost at Royal Estates." Lysander's handsface darkened, his eyes sharply fixed on David. David, visibly frightened and stammering, said, "Mr. Sinclair, I'll personally apologize to Dr. Brown..."