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Chapter 1439
The sound of Sophia’s voice prompted the man to turn his head slowly. His handsome face was striking from every
angle, but there was a persistent hint of melancholy in his eyes. He glanced at Sophia but offered no words.
A window was ajar in the room, letting a breeze in. The white curtains fluttered around him, accentuating the frail
beauty of the man who was bound to a wheelchair year-round.
Sophia, used to his reticence, didn’t give it much thought. She closed the window before turning back to him. “You
didn’t touch your lunch in the dining room. Did you at least take your medicine?” She asked.
“Uh-huh, I did.” He finally replied.
Sophia glanced at the pill bottle on the nightstand. “Marcus, we came back to help Dad sell off his companies and
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business here.”,
Marcus seemed to half-listen as he gazed out at the city. “Have I been to this city before?”
Sophia was taken aback, and a hint of guilt flickered in her eyes before she forced a casual smile. “No, not at all!
You were born and raised in the M State. This is your first time here.”
Marcus squinted out the window, deep in thought. “Why do these streets seem so familiar to me? It’s like I’ve been
here before.”
Sophia chuckled. “That’s not unusual. Modern cities around the world are often quite similar in their design. Now,
don’t fret about it. You haven’t eaten since lunch; what do you feel like having for dinner? I’ll have the hotel staff
bring it up.”
“Anything is fine. I’d like to take a bath first.” Marcus replied.
“Of course.” Sophia gently moved closer to him, pushing his wheelchair toward the bathroom.
As they reached the bathroom door, Marcus braked the wheelchair with his hands. “That’s enough. You can leave
now.” He said, his voice deep and resolute.
“But this tub is different from the one we have at home. It might be hard for you with your legs. Let me help you.”
Sophia offered in a considerate tone.
“No need. Just take care of Tristan. I can manage on my own.” Marcus insisted.
Seeing his resolve, Sophia didn’t push any further. She offered a composed smile. “Alright then, I’ll go keep Tristan
company. Don’t lock the door and call me if you need help.”
“Uh-huh.” Marcus acknowledged and maneuvered his wheelchair into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Sophia watched the closed bathroom door for a moment as her fists clenched in silent frustration before she
turned to attend to their child.
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Inside the bathroom.
With unhurried movements, Marcus took off his shirt and undid his pants. He used his hands to push himself up
from the wheelchair and sat on the edge of the
tub.
His loose pants slipped down his lean, long legs and pooled at his feet.
Then, with a bit of struggle, he stepped into the tub and turned on the faucet.
Although he had been confined to a wheelchair for three years, he wasn’t completely paralyzed. His muscles had
atrophied, causing weakness in his legs that prevented him from standing upright.
Supposedly, a car accident was to blame.
The reason it was “supposedly” was that Marcus didn’t remember anything about the accident three years ago.
The people around him informed him that he was called Marcus, was 33 years old, had grown up overseas, his
parents were both deceased, and that he was adopted by Sophia’s father, Thaddeus, after the accident.
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