"Caleb, in a month it's my mother's memorial day, let's go back to Libanan, I don't like Imperial City." Xaviera Evans whispered in Caleb Mamet's arms.
"Okay." Caleb's Adam's apple moved, holding her tightly in his arms.
At this moment, Caleb's phone suddenly rang, and after answering it, his eyes widened. "Alright, we'll be there immediately."
Xaviera looked up at him, "What's wrong?"
Caleb took a deep breath, his deep eyes full of smiles, "I have some good news – the miracle doctor, Saint Hand, has woken up."
Xaviera's breathing stopped abruptly, her heart trembling as she suddenly stood up and pulled Caleb to run outside.
The two got into a car and drove to the hospital. Seeing the weak old man in the hospital room, Xaviera couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, "Grandpa!"
"Xaviera," Luke Janell rasped.
Xaviera's tears wouldn't stop flowing, and for the first time, Caleb saw her so out of control.
