Chapter 228 Don’t Worry So Much

Nova had been at Tristan’s bedside for two days, watching helplessly as he battled each wave of pain. Every attack left him more battered, and the sight of it tore her apart. Even though Elena’s painkillers helped ease some of the suffering, each episode still dragged on for over an hour, leaving Tristan drained and bruised. That morning, Nova sat quietly by his bed, peeling an apple. In just a few days, Tristan had lost so much weight, and she was worried he wouldn’t be able to recover unless he got proper nourishment. She’d already asked Lionel to have the staff prepare more nutritious meals to help build his strength back up. She was also thinking ahead—once Tristan’s condition stabilized, she planned to take him back home. “Nova, I’m fine. You really don’t need to worry so much,” Tristan said with a weak smile. The night before, after a particularly bad attack, he’d woken up to find Nova sitting beside him, her eyes swollen from crying. When she saw he was awake, she’d throw