GoodNovelChapter 920 She glanced at Sumner and gave a reassuring nod.
"Don't worry, Sumner.
I won't cause any trouble.
" "Are you sure you should go by yourself?" Sumner's voice trembled slightly, his eyebrows knitted with concern.
He wished he had thought to request two invitations so he could accompany her and ensure her safety.
His gaze dropped to his legs, and he grimaced.
Given his condition, how could he possibly protect her? He felt more like a hindrance than a help, and a heavy sadness weighed on his heart.
ANGELA's LIBRARY "I'LL be alright," Lindsey reassured him, noting the worry etched across his face.
She gently touched his shoulder.
"You know I don't take unnecessary risks and I can read the room.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt" Sumner thought her words made sense.
She had a history of maintaining composure under pressure and she could handle human relationships too well.
Perhaps he was worrying unnecessarily.
Sumner pressed his lips together, choosing to remain silent.
"By the way..." Lindsey suddenly remembered something.
"Next week is the final episode of Star Search.
Do you... still want to participate?" A shadow passed over Sumner's face.
It had been so long since the accident that he had nearly forgotten about the show.
He replied softly, "With my current state, do you think I can still do it?" Lindsey sat down next to him, her voice earnest.
"Sumner, don't let this setback define you.
There are countless stories of individuals overcoming physical challenges through sheer determination.
If you're up for it, you can still be the star you were destined to be.
I'm your agent, and I'll support you every step of the way.
" Sumner looked into Lindsey's eyes, alight with unwavering determination.
She had a unique ability to Lift him from his deepest despair.
He replied with a smile, "I'll do it.
I won't disappoint you.
" Lindsey returned the smile.
"Not for me, but for yourself.
" But everything he did was for her... His lips parted slightly, but he ultimately held back his words.
After ending the phone call, Brady stood and entered Rachel's room.
Inside her drawer, he found an invitation to the Walsh Group's event. "Brady.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRachel had just woke up.
Lately, she felt constantly exhausted and weak, with her beadaches m growing more severe by the day.
Despite daily massages prescribed by her doctor, her condition showed e. little improvement. Brady approached and sat at the edge of the bed.
He gently helped Rachel sit up and lean against him, grasping her cold hand.
"You're awake.
How are you feeling?" Rachel, with her eyes unfocused, shook her head slightly.
"It's the same.
Every morning I wake up with a headache, and I'm afraid to go back to sleep..." "Why?" Brady's voice was soft.
"I had a terrible dream just now.
"Rachel's eyes filled with tears as she moved closer to him.
"In the dream, I was paralyzed, aware but falling endlessly into a dark m abyss, never waking up. It felt like... death.
" Brady's eyes narrowed, and his expression tightened almost imperceptibly.
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