Betrayed but Married to a Disabled Billionaire
“Now, let’s try a step. One foot forward, slowly.”
Harry glanced down at his right foot. He struggled to lift it, but his muscles resisted, trembling violently. Then, a sharp pain shot from his thigh down to his ankle.
“Damn it,” he muttered hoarsely. But then, the memory of last night resurfaced—Arabella returning home, escorted by her ex. His blood boiled, and in that split second, his frustration turned into fuel. He growled lowly and pushed himself harder.
“It’s okay,” Dr. Raymond reassured him. “I’m here. Try again, but take it slower. Use the bars.”
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