Chapter 213

Hannah kept searching for an escape, but the medical staff always seemed to be watching her. Coupled with her blindness, her desire to run away gradually faded, replaced by a reluctant acceptance of her recovery at this place.

One major reason for her change of heart was Vincent's absence. He barely showed himself at all. She went for days without even hearing his voice.

Slowly, she came to understand that since Vincent kept his distance, there was no need to resist the treatment.Now, her recovery took priority. Healing her eyes became the only thing that mattered.

Unbeknownst to her, Vincent was never really far away. He spent most of his time upstairs, hidden away in the monitoring room. He had shifted his corporate duties to remote management.

On a quiet afternoon, Hannah decided to wander out to the garden, tapping her cane along the gravel.Suddenly, she lost her balance and landed hard on her knee. Vincent, having seen this on the monitor,immediately left an international meeting to rush to her side. As soon as he noticed the blood trickling down her knee, his expression turned grim. Those caregivers had failed in their duty to tend to her.

Recognizing his footsteps, Hannah looked in his direction. "You hardly ever show up. What brings you here today?"

Vincent helped her to the nearest bench, barely looking at her as he said, "Had some business to take care of.That's all."

He fetched the first aid kit without another word and knelt to clean her wound. Hannah jerked away and murmured, "I don't need you to do this. The medical staff can handle it."

Without replying, Vincent kept treating her knee. He left as soon as he finished, disappearing before she could say anything else.

Once he left, Hannah felt much more at ease.

It was only much later that she learned Vincent had docked all caregivers' salaries for the entire month.

After that, the caregivers were almost too attentive, hovering around her in a way that left her feeling awkward and uneasy.

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A full week had passed since Hannah began her medication, and Marie ran a test on Hannah to assess the progress of clearing the blood clot.

Marie sighed. "There hasn't been the slightest improvement in removing the clot. It's time we switched to a different prescription."

A wave of disappointment washed over Hannah. She resignedly accepted that regaining her vision would be no quick victory. Patience, it seemed, would have to become her constant companion for this slow road ahead.She released a quiet sigh.

To prepare a new prescription, Marie took the concoction the caregivers had brewed for Hannah.

She didn't suspect anything amiss at first, but when a peculiar scent drifted up, she paused in confusion.That odd smell raised an alarm. The medicine had clearly been tampered with.

Night settled over the whole place by the time Marie sought Vincent out, delivering the latest results in person.

Vincent's demeanor shifted instantly, his eyes cold. "How could it have no effect at all?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Jones. I've already written up a new prescription for your wife." Marie hesitated before adding, "But I need to ask-have you been keeping something from me?"

Confused, Vincent frowned at her, his gaze intense.

Marie's words tumbled out quickly, nerves getting the better of her. "I found traces of contraceptives in her medicine. I thought you'd ordered the caregivers to add it.Contraceptive drugs are hormone-based and can easily interfere with treatment. If you don't want children, you should have informed me in advance so l could adjust the prescription while preserving its effectiveness..." planation only deepened the chill in Vincent's expression.

she could finish, Vincent turned on his heel and strode toward the staircase.

after, the butler gathered every caregiver in the main hall.

oice that brooked no argument, the butler asked, "Who tampered with Mrs. Jones' medicine?"

ng onto the sofa, Vincent swept his icy gaze across the trembling staff, his patience clearly gone.

, coming up from behind, stared in shock and covered her mouth as she realized someone was erately trying to sabotage Hannah's recovery.

avy tension settled over the room, and Marie slipped out without making a sound.

caregivers looked at each other, uncertainty written on their faces, but nobody admitted to anything.

cent pointed at several caregivers who were visibly shaking.

ching on the silent command, the butler singled them out. "If you don't come clean, I'll have to get the ce involved. Drugging someone is a serious offense."

e threat worked, and the trembling caregivers, terrified, pointed at the one who had tampered with the dicine.

icent leaned forward, his face growing even more serious. "Who gave you the order to do this?"

th his intimidating voice hanging in the air, the frightened culprit broke down and revealed the identity of He held back his anger."Why shouldn't I be back?"

"That's not what I meant. I'm glad you're home." News had already reached Danica through Erica that Vincent and Hannah had been staying together at a villaoutside the city.

At first, Danica had been furious-she couldn't understand why a divorced couple would choose to live together. She'd tried visiting, but guards kept the gates closed to everyone, and she had to give up.

Judging fromm the way Vincent carried himself now, Danica guessed he must have had a fight with Hannah.A bit of satisfaction flickered in her eyes, happy to see him come back.

Masking her glee, she leaned in and asked, "Are you hungry? I can ask the kitchen to fix you a meal if you'd like."

Vincent ignored her question and stared her down."Is there anything you'd like to tell me?"