Chapter 1091
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Chapter 1091
In the darkness, Eric didnât respond.
Half an hour later, he slowly stood up and opened the door to his room.
When the lights from the outside flooded in, he took a step back as though startled by the sudden brightness.
Patric let out another scoff, but Eric didnât engage him.
He descended the stairs to find Maja still sprawled on the couch.
She wasnât asleep, just staring blankly at the ceiling
Battling his discomfort. Eric discarded the IV bags and needles in the trash and then took the garbage outside
When he returned, his back was slick with cold sweat
He moved towards the kitchen, skillfully grabbing a bag of rice, and started to prepare porridge.
Rolling up his sleeves, he made a few simple side dishes
After some time, when the porridge cooled a bit, he served it to Maja.
Maja couldnât get up, the pain in her stomach had subsided, but she was still weak
âMaja let me help you sit up, he offered.
He went over and helped her to sit up
Maja wasnât sure if it was her imagination, but she thought his fingers were trembling slightly. He even had a bandâ
aid wrapped around one of them Had he cut himself while preparing the meal?
Eric didnât say anything, he just pushed the porridge and side dishes closer to her
He lowered his head, scooped up some porridge with a spoon, and brought it to her lips.
But his hand was visibly shaking, causing the spoonâs contents to scatter on the floor.
Blinking in confusion, he promptly placed the spoon back in the bowl, wiped up the spilled porridge with a paper
towel, and threw it away in the trash
After all this, he tried to feed her again, but his hand was still shaking.
Maja frowned Had he been in this state while cooking?
Eric tried four or five more times, finally dropping the spoon in defeat, his voice hoarse
âMaja, Iâm sorry Iâm not feeling well today Iâll have someone else feed you.â
Maja didnât respond as he left the room, calling in a housemaid on his way out.
Maja didnât neglect her stomach; if she didnât have something light soon, sheâd probably pass out from the pain.
After a couple of bites, her gaze drifted towards the staircase.
Eric was slowly making his way up, each step painstakingly slow. He was a far cry from the assertive, energetic man
she knew.
Maja saw a sense of impending doom emanating from him
But even in this state, he was still apologizing, still speaking to her in a soft, gentle voice.
At that moment, Maja felt an indescribable sense of sadness
Anyone would feel a sense of poignancy seeing the man they admired during their youth in such a state
It seemed as though he wasnât walking up the stairs but rather stepping into the jaws of death
Patric wouldnât stop talking in Ericâs mind
âWhy hang on to the body when itâs causing you so much pain? Give it to me, and I promise you wonât be
disappointed. Arenât you just afraid that Iâll hurt Maja? I swear, as long as you fully hand over the control of the
body to me. Iâll immediately send Maja back and never disturb her life againâ
It took Eric a full ten minutes to reach the top of the stairs
His palms were sweaty, his lips dry
âPatric, youâll never learn to love someone, you can only hurt them I wonât give my body to you.â
Patric remained silent for a moment, then erupted in frustration
âWhat s the use of your disagreement? Havent you noticed how weak youâve become recently? Your pain is more
intensely because youâve seen the person you love Everyone says Maja isnât worthy of the Raymunds, let alone you
But deep down, you feel youâre not worthy of Maja, right? Thatâs why you never intended to fulfill your promise to
her even though you escaped from the research facility Youâre afraid, thinking youâre tainted.
A body that had been studied repeatedly, observed like livestock, his dignity, his love all his youthful impulses had
long since died
Once a proud prodigy, when he realized he was no longer worthy of the woman he loved, all he could do was
ensure her safety
But now he was so weak, he couldnât even pretend to be okay in front of her
His trembling hands mirrored his fragile dignity
He couldnât even maintain the last shred of his dignity.
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Eric closed his eyes, sweat trickling down his cheeks. He looked incredibly vulnerable.