“My son… My dear Nate. Look at how big my dear Nate is…” Celine began sobbing.
Seeing this, Michael quickly piped in, “Also, grandpa! Look at grandpa. He’s already a hundred years old!”
He then switched to the video clip of Mark, who looked as strong and healthy as a young man. Upon seeing this, Celine began to sob again as she switched between the two video clips.
At the same time, everyone in the ward could not help but tear up.
Feeling slightly nervous now that she had to face Michael’s difficult sister, Sophia stammered, “Nice to meet you, Celine. My name is Sophia Edwards, Nathan’s aunty. All this while, I’ve been taking care of him.”
Celine then reached out and held Sophia by her hand, instantly becoming very gentle.
“I remember you. You’re a good person.”
Indeed, Celine remembered Sophia. When she was shivering in the cold earlier, she saw a familiar olive green. Then, she saw a young woman drape a coat that still contained her warmth over her shoulders.
That familiar olive green color evoked some memories in her head; all of a sudden, she recalled something…
At this point, Sophia chuckled nervously, and after which, Celine proceeded to greet everyone else standing behind her.
Stanley, Daniel, and Harry—she remembered all of them.
Alas, she turned to the quiet man with hideous scars all over his face that was standing behind Michael.
Her emotions that had just calmed down not too long ago began to fluctuate again. Suddenly, she started crying, then she laughed, and finally, she uttered the person’s name while shuddering. “Justin Mitchell…”
How could she ever forget him? Even though his face was disfigured, she would nonetheless remember the look in his eyes.
That’s Justin!
After calling his name twice, Abel still did not move an inch. After giving Celine and Abel a look, Michael stood up and said to the others, “Let’s wait outside.”
After that, they all left, leaving Celine and Justin alone in the ward.
“Justin,” once again, Celine uttered this name.
Finally, Abel moved his legs and began walking toward Celine. He then sat down next to her and looked at her face that was marred with misery and pain.
“Celie.”
Staring at his completely disfigured face, Celine felt peeved yet happy at the same time.
In all her nightmares that were induced by Phantom Wolf, the scene of Justin dying kept on replaying in her head day and night; she could not close her eyes and sleep without that scene playing in her head. This was the cruelest way Phantom Wolf used to torture her soul. At this point, she did not believe that Justin was still alive…
Eventually, Celine was discharged from the hospital, and everyone was overjoyed.
Meanwhile, Stanley could not contain his excitement that he wanted to give Old Master a call. “I’m going to inform Old Master now. He would definitely be on cloud nine!”
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