"Miss, tomorrow is your husband's death anniversary. Go to see him. He must miss you very much."

Maid Alexis gently patted her back to give her some warmth.

Sarah in his arms nodded heavily.

After dinner, Brandon came in from the outside with a medical record book.

"What makes you so anxious?"

Sarah wiped her mouth and threw the paper towel into the trash can with a needle stuck in her left hand.

Hearing the words, Brandon stopped, stood at the end of the ...