Chapter 2599: Chapter 2604

“I’m going to help you sit up so you can have something to eat,” Shari said, already moving to adjust the pillows behind him.

“I’m not really hungry,” Sanford muttered, turning his gaze away, clearly uninterested in the food.

“Even if you don’t feel like it, Mr.

Robles, you should try to eat a little.”

Shari hesitated for a moment before gently encouraging him.

“If you don’t eat, you won’t get the nutrients you need.

And without that, your condition could get worse.

I’m sure you don’t want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair.”

Sanford didn’t reply this time.

Shari gave a small smile and gently helped him sit up.

She unwrapped the breakfast with ease, pulling out the porridge and blowing softly to cool it down.

“I’ve got it,” Sanford muttered, reaching for the bowl himself.

“Okay,” Shari said and passed the porridge into his hands.

Noticing how smoothly Shari worked, Rosalynn turned her attention back to eating with Brian, feeling more at ease.

Since they were leaving for Skrix the next day and Sanford couldn’t walk, Brian asked a bodyguard to get an electric wheelchair for him.

The following morning, after bidding Galen farewell, they boarded a private plane and headed back to Skrix.

Outside the tarmac, Barlow, Karina, and Maggie stood waiting, having been there for quite a while.

Their smiles quickly turned into shocked silence as Shari wheeled Sanford off the plane.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Maggie’s face registered disbelief as she rushed over, crouching beside him.

“Sanford, why are you in a wheelchair?” she asked, her voice trembling with worry.

Sanford gave a weak smile, pulling at the corner of his mouth.

He said softly, “My legs just don’t work.”

Maggie’s face drained of color.

“How could this happen?”

Since Sanford offered no answer, Rosalynn spoke up.

“During the shootout with Leon, a bullet damaged Sanford’s spinal nerve.

It means his legs might not work for a while.”

At these words, tears brimmed in Maggie’s eyes.

She asked, “Rosalynn, is there a possibility that Sanford’s legs could be treated?”

“Yes, I’m going to use acupuncture to help him.

I’ll do everything I can to make sure he walks again.”

Maggie nodded emphatically, her face already wet with the tears that had started to flow.

Seeing her distress, Sanford smiled softly.

“Why are you crying, silly girl? I’m not dead.

At worst, I’m just disabled.”