Marina screamed and woke up from her dream—no—nightmare. She found herself back at the Carlton
residence, not on that operating table.
"You're finally awake, Marina." Otto's gaze on her was soft.
"I'm alive?" She glanced at her perfectly intact limbs.
Those few hours were basically hell. She didn't know what Olivia had done to her.
"Silly you. Of course, you are. Why don't you try walking around?"
Her head felt dizzy from the confusion.
Did Olivia treat her legs? Would Olivia be so kind as to do so?
Lifting the blanket, Marina noticed the machinery legs replacing her shins.
She drew a sharp breath in and slowly got out of bed.
The solid touch, which had been absent for years, brought her to tears.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"How do you feel? Good?" asked Otto.
"These are artificial legs, but I heard that they are more advanced than anything you can find in the
market. You can walk and jump and run as you like!
"They function better than those of average people. If you're bothered by the appearance, we can look
for a professional molder to shape it so that it looks more real."
Marina recalled Olivia's words and questioned, "Where is she?"
Fabian answered, "She said everything's over between the two of you."
She flopped onto the bed with mixed feelings. Tears couldn't stop flowing down her cheeks, adorning
that bitter smile of hers.
"I don't want her pity."
Enemies. That was what they were supposed to be.
However, Olivia managed to treat Marina's legs—something that not even the top orthopedists could
do.
"I know everything, Marina. Olivia's a good person. She put an end to the past grudges, and you can
walk like a normal person from now onward.
"Now that you're fine, I can leave with peace of mind."
She quickly said, "No, Grandpa. I want you to live. I've lost my parents. I can't lose you either.
He sighed. "Death is inevitable. But I promise you to lead a good life. Attending your wedding is on my
bucket list, you know?"
There was an unnatural shift on Fabian's face when he heard that. If Otto found out what Fabian had
done to Marina, he wouldn't agree to their marriage.
Although Fabian and Marina weren't blood-related, only a few knew that she was Jeff's daughter.
To the outsiders, she was still one of the Carltons. If she was in a relationship with Fabian, Otto would
be so riled up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNoticing the awkwardness lingering in the air, the butler reminded, "Ms. Carlton, Mr. Miller is here."
Marina's eyes brightened, for it had been years since he last visited her on his own accord.
She ran out happily while Fabian watched her with darkened eyes.
Her machinery legs were hidden beneath her pajamas and slippers. Nothing was out of the ordinary.
Like a happy bunny, she sprinted to the guest room, where Ethan was waiting.
He appeared colder than before.
"Ethan, look! My legs are perfectly fine now." She beamed.
He raised his gaze onto her. "I know. Liv never fails in her expertise."
Her smile stiffened.
Despite being the guest, the air around him made him more like the host. "Sit. I have something to talk
to you about."
"How have you been the past few years?"
Not wanting to have a casual talk with her, he dived right into the topic. "I'd like to talk about Erina."
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