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.

if the surgery tomorrow fails?" Satan asked calmly. In fact, he

fail," she murmured, still slumping on

with his question, stroking her long

a long while before saying, "There won't be any "what ifs".

she knew it clearly in her heart that the surgery failing was a highly possible

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

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

once so arrogant that he wouldn't even allow Wyatt to conduct the surgery because of that little bit of pride of his

bout of pain

she realized

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