"I care about you. Are you surprised?"
Lucifer helplessly touched his forehead. "Cecilia, of course I'm happy that you care about me, but... I still don't want you to worry too much."
"Lucifer, you have to take care of yourself and not get sick. Can you promise me that?"
Hearing this, Lucifer shuddered. Had she discovered something?
His heart pounded violently. After a long pause, Lucifer finally said in a hoarse voice, "Alright, I promise you."
Only then did Sophie Sullivan smile with satisfaction. She couldn't wait to tell Lucifer about the happy things she had done today and suddenly asked, "Lucifer, do you think I'm terrible?"
"No, my Cecilia has always lived by the principle 'I won't attack unless I'm attacked.' If Cecilia made a move on her, the other person must have been at fault first."
"Lucifer, you understand me best!"
