In that instant, Leo felt a sharp stab in his heart.
It was an unexplainable feeling, something he had never experienced before. He quickly moved the coffee table aside and approached Victoria, bending down to lift her up.
But as soon as his hand touched her, Victoria weakly pushed him away, "Don't... touch... me..." Even though she was pushing him, her strength was weak, and her voice was barely a whisper, trembling with weakness.
From Victoria's eyes, Leo could see the disgust she held for him, which seemed to touch his last nerve and infuriate him.
"Fine, I won't touch you. If you have the strength, get up yourself!"
He stood up and stepped aside, watching coldly.
Victoria gripped the coffee table, struggling to turn over. She knelt on the ground, her forehead pressed against the floor, using the last bit of her strength to grit her teeth and stand up.
