Chapter 932

Chapter 932Chapter 932
Chapter 932
’He's still up?
’He's so busy!'
Molly wrinkled her brows, came closer, and whispered, "Still working?"
Sean came to his senses. He glanced at Molly and hummed.
"Working at such late hours will affect your sleep."
Her tone was reproachful.
She turned around, pouring a glass of warm water for herself and a glass of milk for Sean.
It was soon heated up in the microwave and placed in front of him.
"Have a glass of hot milk. It will help you sleep," she said softly.
Sean glanced at the steaming milk. His heart started to melt.
It looked like she cared about him.
He gave a hearty laugh. "Okay, sleep tight. I'll be done in a moment."
"Mm."
Molly nodded without another word.When she turned around, she found Sean tapping his leg rhythmically.
It made her frown once again.
She stopped in her tracks and asked with concern, ’Are your legs uncomfortable? You haven't
exercised lately?"
"Well, I've been busy and only did some simple rehab," Sean replied blandly.
Molly's eyebrows were knitted together. She got antsy and pressed, "How are you feeling?"
Sean's eyes were locked on her worried face. He suddenly felt better.
He beamed and said, "I'm fine. My legs are just a little numb."
"You..."
Molly realized her overcaution. Sean was fine.
She glared at him and sulked, "I was really scared. I thought you were not feeling well."
She was afraid that his legs were uncomfortable or his illness recurred.
It was her responsibility to take care of him.
Fortunately, he was fine.
’How is your rehab? Can you walk?" Molly asked again.
Sean looked down at his legs and said with uncertainty, "I may move a little."
Molly was a bit skeptical. "Really? Stand up and show me your progress. I'll get hold of you."With that, she reached out her hand to support him.
Although her wrist was thin, her strength was not small.
Sean slowly got up with her help.
"Don't push yourself. Let me know if you're feeling uncomfortable or if you can't hold up. Rehab can’t be done in one day. You can take your
time."
Molly reminded him before he moved.
Sean smiled, "Okay."
He then started moving.
One step... Two steps...
His movement was slow.
It was no longer so strenuous.
He was in good condition.
He took more steps than she imagined.
Molly beamed. She was really happy for him.
Sean felt his progress and also smiled.
With Molly's help, he walked back and forth in the living room.
The rehabilitation training lasted about ten minutes.