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.

calmly. In fact, he sounded so calm that it was

won't fail," she murmured, still

his question, stroking her long hair gently; all

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

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

success rate of the first surgery was very low, and even lower for the second one; the success rate was probably only twenty

for me and stay by my side for the rest of

head. 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

of pain washed

when she realized how

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