From the moment Wang Yuan left the courtroom, he hadn't stopped panicking.
The tension clung to him like a fever that refused to break, his skin still hot, his breathing uneven. His legs felt weak beneath him, unsteady in a way that made every step feel unreliable.
He needed a moment alone, needed space where no one could see him unravel,.. which was why he ignored his father's call without hesitation and left Li Yue standing behind in the courtroom.
When he finally reached his room, he tried to sit, but the moment he bent his knees, his body refused to cooperate.
Sitting felt impossible, remaining still felt worse. So he stood back up, restless energy flooding him, and began to pace the room.
The movement didn't solve anything, but it helped just a little. It gave his body something to do while his mind threatened to spiral out of control.
He couldn't tell which thought disturbed him more.
