"That's what you said!" Caleb Morgan lowered his voice, "When the day comes that your mom's body can't wait any longer, can you truly be so carefree and just watch her leave this world?"
Caden Lockwood looked at Caleb Morgan, opened his mouth to speak, but not a single syllable came out.
In Caden Lockwood's heart, although he knew finding another suitable heart was a slim hope, he still wished his mother could continue living.
After all, he hadn't had the chance to show his filial piety yet.
"Reluctant?" Caleb Morgan pressed, "Caden Lockwood, your mom needs a heart. Everyone without a heart is as good as dead! And you, wouldn't you really become an executioner for your mom's sake?"
"I won't." Caden Lockwood clenched his fists tight, "If, after trying hard, I still can't find a suitable heart..."
He paused, then added, "I will accept this fact."
"Ha!" Caleb Morgan laughed as if hearing a hilarious joke, "That's what you said, don't regret it when the time comes!"
