"Don't worry, Gaby. I'll come back to you," Max said to the woman who was struggling to hold back tears. The bed was almost at the door, but his wife was still reluctant to let go of his hand.

　　"You have to wake up as usual," Gabriella whispered with furrowed brows.

　　"Yes. Then, we will immediately invite the Little Prince,” the man sighed with a faint smile.

　　When the door to the operating room opened, Gabriella finally loosened her grip. With a heavy heart, she watched her husband was pushed away until her vision was blocked by the door.

　　“There is no need to worry, Madam. Your husband will be...