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.

tomorrow fails?" Satan asked calmly. In fact, he sounded so calm that it was as

it won't fail," she murmured,

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

a long while before saying, "There won't be any "what ifs". I'm sure you'll

that the surgery failing was a highly possible situation, she simply

very low,

have some sympathy for me and stay by my side for the rest of

wouldn't even allow Wyatt to conduct the surgery because of that little bit of pride

bout of pain washed over

when she realized

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