Observing the sweat on his forehead and his grim expression, Estelle hesitated for a moment. She sighed and replied, “Alright, do it yourself. Just be careful.”

“Mm..” Cristofer responded expressionlessly with a nod. However, as he tried to stand up using the crutches Estelle had recently purchased for him, he lost his balance and almost fell backward.

Estelle was alarmed by this sudden movement but quickly reached out to support him, preventing him from hitting the ground and enduring further pain.

The driver rushed over, concerned, and suggested, “Mr. Hans, it’s not easy for you to get into the car on your own. Would you like Mrs. Hans or me...