Chapter 197 Horatio struggled, his hand gripping the doorframe as he tried to stand up, but it was like his legs had vanished.

"Horatio, what's happening to you?" Valerian rushed over, trying to help him up, but Horatio was too heavy for him to lift.

"What's going on?" Ulysses asked, his face full of worry as he stared at Horatio.

Horatio's face was pale and tense. "I... I can't feel my legs."

"How is that possible?" Valerian was getting anxious.

Both he and Ulysses tried to hoist Horatio to his feet, but Horatio's legs were completely numb.

Even with his brothers' help, Horatio couldn't muster any strength. He was utterly bewildered and panic- stricken.

"I have no strength at all. My legs... are they failing me again? Am I going to need a wheelchair again?" "No, I don't want to be in a wheelchair! Valerian, Ulysses, I can't return to those days, needing someone to take care of me!"

brows furrowed as he desperately tried to stand. But he had no strength. He couldn't stand by himself. His legs were like jelly with no sensation

be happening. Weren't my legs supposed

a fit of frustration, Horatio began to pound on his legs, but no matter how hard he hit, he

easy, Horatio. Maybe you're too stressed. Try to relax and

a breather," Ulysses nodded in agreement. "I've heard of people experiencing this kind of thing because of stress. It might just

were fine?" Valerian reassured him as they

filled

there with his eyes with despair. It wasn't the first time it had happened. His

frequently, and they seeme

take

couldn't help but recall

again," Horatio muttered, his brows

going to happen," Valerian said firmly, his face determined. "Don't listen to Calliope! She's probably just trying to mess with your head, make you think

would she do

your accident, she didn't lift a finger to help. It was Lisette who

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