“The injury is quite severe. I must go abroad for treatment tomorrow,” Chase said, unable to hide the melancholy in his voice.

Giselle's mind was scattered, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, she remembered to ask, “What time is your flight tomorrow?”

Chase was somewhat surprised by her response and said after a brief pause, “5 PM. I don't know when I'll be back this time. Will you come to see me?”

A simple “yes” was stuck in ...