Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 447

“Hurry, hurry, hurry—I’ve been waiting for this day forever!”

Marcus could barely contain himself. He eagerly rolled up his sleeve and exposed the spot on his arm, ready for the needle.

Anastasia flashed a confident smile. “Watch closely, honey!”

Her hands moved with practiced precision—steady, unhesitating, sure. Even a layman could tell she knew exactly what she was doing.

Harrison and Logan stood nearby, barely breathing, eyes fixed on the scene.

Ana never joked around—could she really pull this off…?

Half an hour later, Anastasia finally drew back the needle.

She exhaled, straightened up, and looked at Marcus with solemn assurance. “All done. Now, try standing up.”

Marcus gripped the arms of his wheelchair so hard his knuckles went white. He’d spent days dreaming of this moment, but now that it was here, nerves twisted his whole body, making his muscles tremble.

He took a deep breath, braced himself, and slowly pushed up from the chair.

Everyone watched, hearts in their throats, as he rose inch by inch. Just as he was about to lift free from the wheelchair, his body wobbled—he nearly collapsed!

For a split second, time seemed to stop—Logan instinctively lunged forward, but Marcus steadied himself just in time. He paused, gathered himself, and then, with effort, stood up straight.

A servant rushed over, handing him a cane.

With the cane for support, Marcus took a tentative step forward—then another. He was walking. He’d left the wheelchair behind.

“I—I can walk…” Marcus choked out, his voice cracking with joy.

No one else could truly grasp the depth of his emotions. He’d believed he’d be confined to that chair for life. Yet here he was—standing, walking. It felt like a miracle.

Logan stared, stunned.

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