The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

“Okay…” Hannah squinted.

It was as if a thin cloth covered her eyes.

She could see shapes but not the fine details.

“Two?”

Saul turned off the small torch and said, “Her recovery is going well, but her vision is still slightly blurry.

We’ll check the progress in a week.

”

Hannah blinked and said, “I’m okay.

At least I can make out shapes now.

I’m not in any rush.

”

Saul nodded and said, “I’ll return to the laboratory today.

You could stay nearby if you like.

It would make it easier for me to monitor your recovery.

”

“No need, old man.

If there’s an issue with my eyes, I’ll call you immediately.

I’m not a child.

I know when something’s wrong.

” Hannah smiled confidently and said, “Don’t worry! I’m fine.

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Respecting Hannah’s decision to stay put, Saul didn’t insist.

Before he left, he mentioned, “I’ll have someone check on you every two weeks, If all is well, we might increase the dosage in the last week.

”

“Okay, I understand.

”

After bidding farewell to Saul, Hannah got into the car Bryson had arranged and headed to his villa.

Upon her arrival at the villa, she was shown to a room Bryson had prepared for her.

The decoration was simple but to her liking.

Opening the wardrobe, she was surprised.

All her clothes had been replaced with new ones, each fit her perfectly.

She opened a drawer and found various elegant dresses, simple in design yet delicate.

She chose a long blue dress, slipped on her slippers, and walked to the window.

The view from the Mitchell family’s house was breathtaking, featuring lush gardens, man-made hills, flowing rivers, birdsong, and the sweet scent of flowers.

Even with her slightly blurred vision, the scenery had a dreamlike quality.

Hannah took a deep breath and smiled.

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked at the door.

Hannah composed herself and opened it.

“Yes?”

“Miss Moore, Mr.

Mitchell mentioned there’s a banquet tonight.

You’ll need to get dressed up.

I’ve brought the dress he picked out for you.

”

“Thank you.

” Hannah accepted the bag from the servant and returned to her room.

The dresses and accessories Bryson had arranged were all luxurious and custom-made by well-known designers.

As evening set in, the lights illuminated the surroundings.