"Alright. I'm hungry too. Let's go grab something to eat." Then, Jude pushed Satan's wheelchair back to the castle while she had already instructed the servants to prepare dinner.

"Today's steak is so juicy. It's delicious! You should eat more because it'll definitely help your recovery." She used the fork to pick up a small piece before sending it to Satan's mouth while he didn't reject her and ate the steak.

"How is it? Isn't it tasty? Mine is medium well, and yours is done medium, so let me have a taste of yours!" Jude exclaimed before she went toward Satan, after which he generously cut a huge piece of his for her.

However, she grinned before pouting. "I don't like it. Eat it yourself."

The atmosphere during their meal was relaxing, and Jude was still in Satan's room for the night to take care of him as usual.

After cleaning his face and his body, she helped Satan to get into his bed. "Press on the bell if you need anything later. I'm tired as well, so I'm going to head back to sleep now."

"Sure."

"Goodnight!" Jude gave Satan a bright smile. "Sweet dreams."

"Goodnight. Sweet dreams to you too."

after every day was just a repetition of the previous one: wake up, breakfast, therapy, lunch, therapy, dinner, sleep, and repeat. Nevertheless, Satan enjoyed this peaceful and repetitive life because he would be alright with any kind of lifestyle

up and pushed his blanket away before grabbing his walking stick

already stand up now, but he didn't

Satan walked toward the window and

he knew that his action right now was manipulative and despicable. Wyatt was already generous enough to let Jude stay and accompany him

knocked at his

"Come in."

shocked to see Satan standing

as he

gaze looked

and immediately guessed what Satan meant.

"Hades, do you think that my

repeated his

if you really love Jude, can't you just tell her that you don't want to be

ruined her life previously, and I don't want

I still think that you

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