'Young master go back and think about it.'
Michael's soul was in a daze, pressing on, not knowing how he got back to his residence.
The words of Mr Z kept echoing in his head ...
For her own good, then leave her.
How could that be?
Let him leave Nancy, no way!
Thinking of Seraphina's tense and eager tone when she called, was she badly hurt?
Michael did not dare to think about it, he was afraid ...
Seraphina waited for more than ten hours, and the lights in the operating theatre still didn't go out.
In the middle of the doctor came out twice to find them to sign the critical notice.
Seraphina doesn't know how she wrote her name with trembling.
She had already called her parents, who were on their way here.
How could this happen?
