Chapter 270 He Is an Eight-Year-Old Child

"Caden, why do you...?" Humbert reacted and extended his hand to Caden who was on the bed.

"Don't touch me!" Caden shrank back in fear. Ingemar came up to him. Ingemar was afraid that Caden would tear the wounds. "Caden, don't move! Be careful of your wounds."

Caden was more excited. He didn't care that he was putting on a drip. He waved his arm towards Ingemar who came up to him.

"Caden, what's wrong with you? It's me! I'm Ingemar!"

Humbert grabbed Ingemar who was about to come up to Caden again. "Calm down. Caden's strange."

"Who are you? Get out! Get out!" Caden acted like a child. He was scared. He looked at them. They surrounded his bed. When he saw the only woman beside him, he stopped. Regardless of the various tubes that were stuck in his body, he jumped into Grace's embrace. The others were astonished.

Caden said sadly, "Miss, I'm scared."

Grace was surprised. She looked down at him inch by inch. Caden was calling for help in her arms.

The others were also surprised at what had happened.

doubtfully.

He shouted, "Quick! Inform Professor

Luther was Caden's

can you let

a child. She noticed that he grabbed her clothes tightly. She

Professor Luther came, he noticed that Caden was strange. Caden was on the bed. Caden refused to cooperate with Luther, grabbed Grace's clothes tightly and refused to let go. Professor Luther could do nothing. "Mr. Shaw refused

they looked at Grace. She was embarrassed. Caden refused

to

His meaning was obvious.

their gazes, Grace sighed. She compromised to

a

It turned out that...

Shaw doesn't remember

paramedic. He was suitable to talk with Professor Luther. "Do you mean that he lost his memory?" "No. For

solemn. "Does that mean he only has the comprehension and cognitive abilities

...

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