Jude wheeled Satan in his wheelchair and stopped in front of the window to view the moon. "Look, even the moon is taking care of you, Satan. It looks so pretty tonight so that you'll be in a good mood for the surgery tomorrow."

Without saying anything, Satan merely stared blankly at the moon outside the window.

Then, Jude lowered herself and rested her head on his lap. "You'll recover, Satan. Trust me."

Reaching out his hand, he stroked her hair gently and uttered, "Mmph."

"Let's go horse-riding after you recover. I've learned almost everything from you except horse-riding, which I never really mastered. Will you teach me?" she asked, lifting her gaze at him.

"Sure."

A genuine smile stemming from her heart spread across her face gratifying and stunning.

Satan asked calmly. In fact, he sounded so calm that it

murmured, still slumping

about that?" He pressed on with his question, stroking her long hair gently; all he wanted was

thought for a long while before saying, "There won't be any "what

it clearly in her heart that the surgery failing was a highly possible situation, she simply refused to think

the first surgery was very low, and even lower for the second one; the success

sympathy for me and

She couldn't believe that those words came from Satan's lips. The man who was once so arrogant that he wouldn't even allow Wyatt to conduct the surgery because of that little

bout of pain washed over

when she realized how

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