Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Before that, it was Jude who would come hopping into his room, as happy as a lark, whenever he pressed on his bell. However, she didn't show up that morning. Instead, it was the servant who used to attend to him. Politely, the servant asked, "Sir, would you like to get out of bed?"

"Yes." Satan didn't inquire about Jude's whereabouts, figuring that perhaps she could no longer stand taking care of him. After all, he wished more than anything for her to leave voluntarily after being fed up with everything. It's for the best that she left.

After that, the servant helped him get out of bed, have his meal, as well as push him out on a stroll to get some sunshine. Without Jude, nothing seemed different, but nothing felt exactly the same either. It wasn't until the afternoon that Satan finally asked his servant, "Where's Jude?"

"Oh, Sir, do you mean Miss Knight? She's ill."

All of a sudden, Satan was feeling nervous. "Ill? What kind of illness did she catch?"

"She caught a cold, and her temperature was high. She couldn't get out of bed this morning, so she didn't come today," the servant replied in earnest.

Satan realized he might be worked up over nothing, so he tried to

me if you need anything." The servant left his

the direction of Jude's room. Fast asleep, Jude's figure made a tiny lump as she huddled up in bed,

as it brought him to the side of her bed. It wasn't until then that he saw the deep frown that she wore, which seemed to indicate that she was suffering. She must have caught a cold because she didn't wear enough clothes when she brought me on

a muffled voice, Jude

the table. However, it turned out

reaching out. Seeing that he could almost touch it, he used the last of his strength to extend his arm even further.

of the room as well as a glass that