Bryan held Corinne's hand tightly. "No! Mommy, of course I want you!"
Corinne had not seen Bryan for many days. Thus, no matter how angry she was with him for running off, she still cared about him deeply.
She gently held her son's face and asked softly, "Have you had lunch?"
Bryan nodded. "Yeah!"
Corinne was silent for two seconds before asking again, "What about…him?"
Bryan tilted his head. "Mommy, are you asking if Daddy has had his lunch yet?"
"Yeah," said Corinne gruffly.
"He did. Both of us had lunch with Sophia before she went out."
"I see." Corinne then looked around the suite.
"Come with me, Mommy! Let's go see how Daddy is doing with his exercise!" As he spoke, Bryan took Corinne's hand and pulled her toward the bedroom.
Corinne helplessly followed him to the bedroom, which she had just walked out moments ago.
After Bryan opened the door, Corinne saw Jeremy—who was sweating profusely from exertion—taking one difficult step after another on the balcony.
His legs had suffered severe muscle atrophy, and the possibility of standing up and walking on his own again was very low. However, he did not give up.
Bryan felt a little sorry for him. "Do you want some water, Daddy? I can go and get it for you!" he said loudly.
Jeremy turned his head to look at them. He pursed his lips and said, "No, I'm not thirsty."
"Well, what are you waiting for? How long do you expect me to hold it there for you?" asked Corinne impatiently.
Jeremy frowned to hide his embarrassment. He opened his mouth and took two sips of water.
Corinne pulled back the bottled water and took a sip before slowly screwing on the bottle cap. She did all that in a way that seemed like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Seeing this, Jeremy narrowed his eyes. In the end, he did not say anything as it was more important than to get all the practice he could before Sophia came back.
Corinne picked up Bryan, and the two of them sat down on a wicker chair so that they would not be in the way. She would quietly glance up from her phone from time to time to check on Jeremy's progress.
Half an hour later, Jeremy was so tired that he was sweating profusely, but his hard work paid off. He was standing more stable than before!
Feeling he had done enough for the day, he wanted to take a rest in his wheelchair.
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