At the park.
The rain had just stopped, the air was humid and fresh, and the flowers emitted vivid scents of nature’s aroma that was pleasing to one's smell.
Most of the people were at work during this hour, so the park wasn't crowded. The tracks were drenched b y the rain, and chirpings of birds were heard.
Summer didn't speak and remained silent as she pushed the wheelchair; she looked dull as if occupied by anxiety.
"What’s wrong?" Dean asked, breaking the silence as h e adjusted the napkin on his legs. Since they arrived a t the park, she had not uttered a word.
"I was thinking, when he offered you treatment in Athana, I should have agreed. Let me speak to him again later." 1
As a matter of fact, Athana was more advanced in medical technology than Santabaca; as his injury was still in the early stage, there was no better time than to be treated immediately. It couldn’t be delayed.
"Why should we agree? I didn't rescue Charlotte for his sake; so, I shouldn't receive his favor." Dean replied.
He witnessed Charlotte growing up and treated her
like his own daughter. But he could never accept Mark's offer just because he was Charlotte's biological father and his arrogant way of offering treatment for his legs. 1
It was like an unconscious feeling that would emerge when an enemy appeared and snatched away your precious belonging and outrageously declaring compensation. How could he accept such a thing?
"But... your injury is still in the early stage. If you receive treatment in Athana, your chances of recovery will be greater."
Dean didn’t want her to feel guilty over what happened to his legs. "Don't worry, I can arrange for m y treatment in Athana. I have a university friend who i s an orthopedic, and he's also in Athana right now."
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