Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Zack Wallace took Alexander Summers to find Clyde Summers.

Clyde was in the Intensive Care Unit. As they entered, the sounds of wailing were incessant. Some were cries from unbearable pain; others were sobs under tremendous mental trauma. There were shouts and roars intertwined as the nurses busied themselves to the brink of collapse, barely able to attend to Alexander and Zack Wallace.

Alexander saw Clyde on a bed in the corner of the room.

He had just had his amputation surgery a few days ago and was now as frail as a thread, with the empty space under the trouser leg of his right leg clearly visible, but he was lucid.

Alexander walked over and meticulously sized him up from head to toe—defeated, disheartened, and disheveled. To describe him as half-dead wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Thinking about how Clyde had ended up like this to save Atra Blanc, the resentment festering in Alexander’s chest slightly eased, yet he couldn’t quite feel grateful to the man who had taken away his mother.

With a cold sneer, Alexander said, "What, had a change of heart? I never knew a brute could repent. Realizing you won’t live long, you send the person back!"

Clyde moved his fingers slightly and slowly raised his hand to remove his oxygen mask.

He opened his mouth to speak, his voice as raspy as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.