Fortunately, before he acted impulsively, Sophie Sullivan's phone call came in.
"Dear Cecilia, how is your face recovering?"
As soon as the call connected, Lucifer couldn't wait to ask with concern.
He didn't dare to take her away rashly while her wounds were not yet healed.
Fearing any mishap would worsen the condition of the wounds on her face.
So, he endured, and endured for a whole two weeks.
Upon hearing Lucifer's anxious voice, Sophie reassured him with a smile, "Lucifer, don't worry, I'm fine. Today I've just had the gauze removed, and the wound has already healed."
After a pause, she said, "I can leave now."
"Alright, I will arrange it."
Sophie agreed, and after chatting for a while, she hung up the phone.
Lucifer told her to rest early, and soon after, he began to make arrangements.
「The next day.」
Sophie woke up early, ate her breakfast as usual, took a stroll outside the medical office, and finally went to talk to George Stanford.
