Mrs. Handerson's decision

"Let me see your hand, okay?" Savannah raised her head, but Callan held her back. "You can't leave me!" Callan's face was tense and his tone was fierce. Hearing this, Savannah was both shocked and distressed. "How is your hand? Come in and let me see your hand, okay?" Callan squinted at her, seemingly considering the credibility of her words. Savannah tentatively and cautiously pulled Callan into her apartment and closed the door. "Sit down on the sofa. I'll go get the medicine kit." As soon as Savannah turned around, she was hugged by Callan from behind. His breathing was still a little quick and unsteady. "Why didn't you answer my phone? Don't you want to see me? Because of what my mother said to you, you are ready to listen to her and give me up, right?" Savannah held his arm and closed her eyes helplessly. She couldn't refute it because what he said was true. "Tell me! Tell me!" Callan closed his arms more tightly when he saw that she didn't speak. "I..." Savannah lowered her head