Chapter 258

"I've made up my mind. That place needs doctors," Sebastian replied. He had already made up his mind. He took one last drag off his cigarette and started the car. When he was about to hang up the call, he said, "I've never felt this sure about anything." … That day, he stayed at Grace Fellowship Church until dawn. He had never believed in God, yet when he finally looked up at the worn statue, something inside him shook. He asked Maverick for an answer, but Maverick just stood behind the lectern and stayed silent for a long time. He felt trapped in a losing situation—the more he fought, the worse it got. Doing nothing wasn't an option either. The photo he had desperately retrieved from the sea was already wrinkled. The moment Sebastian plunged into the sea, he should have been able to swim, but his limbs moved like they were weighted. And through the rush of waves, a child's tender voice echoed in his ears, calling him "Daddy". Lately, he had been dreaming a lot about Louis.