A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 501

“You’re lying. Didn’t you also work out before? What’s the difference between this and working out? It's hard but it's better than to stay like this, right?" Leila said quickly. But when she met the Arthur’s gaze, her heart throbbed with pain and she parted her face with streaks of tears trickling out. "You're a healthy man, you can't be like this!"

"Leila... Actually, I'm really fine. You don't have to feel guilty; this really has nothing to do with you!" Arthur spoke in a hoarse voice.

Seeing Leila in tears and anxious for him, he also felt pains in his heart.

Leila turned her head to look at him and said seriously, "I don't care if it has anything to do with me or not. Anyway, you have to go to treatment as the doctor said it’s very likely for you to recover, don't give up! I’ve had a plan, if you can’t stand up and walk again, I won’t go back since I’m now working here! If you are willing to waste your time, I can do it too!"

He seemed to have lost a lot of weight. He looked pale and had dark circles under his eyes. It was apparent that he didn’t sleep well.

Arthur stared at Leila's worried face. He gradually calmed down and he felt a bit complicated in his heart.

He didn’t expect Leila to come, nor did he expect Vincent would allow Leila to come!

He was reluctant to go to therapy because he was too guilty. He couldn’t get out of the shadow because Macey died for him. He felt guilty, especially when he thought of Charles, thought of the Hunter family, thought of the dead Macey, and then thought of his own disappointment in love. Thinking of these, he was buried by guilt, his heart was confused and sorrowful.

"Arthur, let's go to the hospital. If you don't want to go back to F City, you can also take the rehabilitation program here!" She would definitely help Arthur to get on his feet in order to make up for him.

With a deep look at Leila, Arthur shook his head. "Leila, please go back, don't worry about my business, okay? I think it’s fine now! I just want to live a quiet life! Understand?"

Leila was stunned. Her tears fell from her eyes immediately and she sobbed until her tone was hard to be heard, "I know why you're like this. It’s because of my sister's death, and you feel indebted. You feel sorry for Charles and my sister if you still live with peace of mind. Also because of your unrequited love and you’re sad. So, you would rather hurt yourself than go to physical therapy. But why? What’s the point for all of this?"

"Leila…" So she knew it all!

Arthur trembled. It turned out that Leila could read his tired and lonely heart.

"But do you know that my sister had desperately wanted to protect you because she hoped that you can live well. You are wasting her life! you should be sorry for my sister, and also your grandaunt. You let her to take care of you at such an old age. How can you be so cruel?" Leila quickly wiped the tears on her face, "You made every one of us suffer, and it hurts to see you like this! How can you bear it in your heart?"

"Leila, please don't cry!" Arthur reached over and wiped the tears from her face with one hand. The heat of the tears she had cried for him warmed his heart.

"I'm not crying!" Leila said. She couldn't give him her love and also the feelings he hoped for, she also felt guilty. But once you loved someone, you just could not love another person.

He had saved her life, but she couldn't give him her love! This also made her feel pain!

"Leila, I'm so sorry! Just be happy. Go back, don't let Vincent worry. Go back and have a good life."

"After all I've said, you still refuse to go back for physical therapy?"

"That's not what I meant. You do not need to stay here and accompany me!" Arthur once again looked at Leila's crying face; he smiled and said, "Live your life well with Vincent, just think of me occasionally. Don't feel guilty. It’s enough to know you’re living a good life. I will also live well."

Even if he was alone, even if he didn’t have a home, even if he was tormented in thoughts day and night, as long as she was good, it was enough for him.

"So, are you going to therapy or not?" She just wanted him to get well.

He really didn't know how to face her, especially when she was crying—he really didn't have the courage to face it.

Looking at his melancholy look, Leila was sad. She walked forward and squatted in front of him. She put her hands on his knees, she lowered her head, her tears were rippling down from the eyes and fell on his knees, "Arthur, if you don’t want this leg, then I want it. Can you please go to physical therapy, for me?"

He was stunned. Her tears which fell on his knee were like a magic spell, broke Arthur's persistence. Arthur suppressed his feelings and spoke in a deep voice, "Leila, I give up."

"You agreed? Promised?" Leila raised her little face with a surprised smile.

"Silly girl, you already cried like this, and if I still insist, I’m only afraid that Vincent will kill me as it’s my sin to make his wife cry so heartbreakingly." Arthur smiled lightly and shook his head. A wise idea flashed in his mind, "I’ll get the treatment by myself and you don’t need to accompany me. I’ll go to the doctor in City R for physical therapy, so don’t worry!"