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.

you feel?

you can find in the market. You can walk and

you're bothered by the appearance, we can look for a professional molder

and questioned,

everything's over between

with mixed feelings. Tears couldn't stop flowing down

don't want

they

Marina's legs—something that not even the

a good person. She put an end to the past grudges, and

can leave with peace

Grandpa. I want you to live. I've lost my parents.

sighed. "Death is inevitable. But I promise you to lead a good life. Attending your wedding is

he heard that. If Otto

and Marina weren't blood-related, only a few knew that

If she was in a relationship with Fabian, Otto would be so riled

the awkwardness lingering in the air, the butler reminded, "Ms. Carlton, Mr. Miller is

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