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"I'm not too sure. Maybe? I don't want to sleep too much as I know that can be just as detrimental as tiring myself too much." She tried to get up, but stumbled a bit so Henry naturally caught her before she could be jostled too much. Ellie pushed him back a bit so she could straightened herself. She balanced herself on the edge of the tablet to stand without his aid. "I guess I'm not as strong as I thought I was. I really should focus on recovering myself. I guess I will be idle these next couple weeks. I have been meaning to consult Dr. Wu about exercise and diet so I can return to my former strength, but she is quite busy with work. I hate to think of just sleeping and eating."

Henry moved a little closer to her with concern in his eyes. "You're talking about training, not recovering Ellie. I would support you at any other time, but right I think you should put those thoughts out of your mind. I can give you a.s.sistance with nutritionists and physical therapists if you do so desire them, but you can't run with the way your legs are now. You could injure yourself after being bedridden for so long. I know you want to get well and back to your life, but the body needs slow changes. Wu said so herself when I spoke to her a while back."Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

"I think I can keep this in mind while trying to reach for my goal, Henry. I do need to take care of myself and my brother soon. I can't just sit around and do nothing. I appreciate your concern, but I have to think of my future."

"No." Henry said firmly. "Don't think about it. Please. Let me do something for you. I want to be there for you."

Ellie shook her head with a wistful smile on her face. Henry felt she was only putting on a brave face to keep herself from crying. His eyes moved to her mouth as he grabbed her shoulders. He could see the red beginning to rim around her eyes. Her skin this close was luminescent like the dew from a morning flower. Warning bells beginning to sound in his head as he began to lean closer to her. The beautiful lavender smell that he had come to a.s.sociate with her fills his nostrils and served to lull him into a sense of ease.

His lips formed his name with the softest sweetest sound he had ever heard come from anyone's mouth. Moreover it gave him a bone deep sense of satisfaction that it was his name. It was so oddly charged for two folks who had just decided to stay friends after ending their marriage.

His hand was on her chin, his lips just brus.h.i.+ng hers when the door burst open and the wife of Wallace Wong, Dorota Wong burst into the room, the bright flush from day drinking matching the mauve died ostrich feather stole that she was wearing over her white Dior dress. She swung her Chanel bag over her head and ran straight at a startled Ellie with a b.l.o.o.d.y cry of, "You can't have him you . . . wrench!!"