The Woman's Intuition

Savannah held his left hand and gently stroked his little finger. The abnormal touch feeling of his finger made her heart skip a beat. He was Callan! "Ah... Callan!" Savannah's knees softened as she knelt in front of the bed. Nick was so frightened that he immediately went forward to support her. "Be careful. Let me take a look." Nick raised his left hand and touched his little finger. He felt a sudden chill run down his spine. He had burns, fall injury, a broken little finger, and such a similar figure. Although his face was covered, his features were too similar to Master Handerson's. Nick was lost for words. He raised his hand and slowly put it on Savannah's shoulder. At this time, he, who was not good at words, didn't know how to comfort her. In fact, he also couldn't accept the fact that Master Handerson was lying here! Savannah buried her face in her palms, her tears flowing down silently. She had mentally prepared that her husband's condition would not be good. Fortunately, her