“I’m fine,” Hannah insisted.


    In her eyes, Bryson was always careful and rarely involved in idents.


    Feeling uneasy about not searching for Bryson herself, Hannah said, “My vision is just a little blurry, but I can still recognize Bryson.


    Let’s search everywhere.


    ”


    “Okay.


    ” Yosef nodded in agreement and rushed to the banquet hall to look for Bryson.


    In all honesty, Hannah felt apprehensive, worried that Bryson might fall into a trap set by Brodie.


    At this moment, she reached the center of the hall and surveyed the scene.


    The ce was crowded, so any foul y was likely to be seen.


    With a blurry vision, Hannah nced up at the second floor.


    She had a feeling she should continue her search for Bryson there.


    The lighting on the second floor was dim, making Hannah’s alreadypromised vision even worse.


    She almost groped her way forward.


    Just as she approached the end of the corridor, she tripped over something and nearly fell.


    Realizing something amiss, Hannah crouched down to feel for whatever had tripped her.


    As her fingertips brushed the object, its unexpected warmth startled her.


    It was a person lying on the floor.


    Unable to see clearly, Hannah extended her hand to touch the person’s face to determine if it was Bryson.


    However, before her fingers could make contact, the person on the floor seized her hand.


    The hand that gripped hers was feverishly hot.


    The man forcefully shook off her touch andmanded in an icy voice, “Get out of my way.


    ”


    Recognizing Bryson’s voice, Hannah immediately clung to his arm.


    “It’s me.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    ”


    Bryson knew this voice all too well.


    He squinted to try to discern the source, but only darkness met his eyes.


    He tried to force his eyes open wider, but it remained pitch ck.


    Frustrated, he gritted his teeth and tried to clear his mind, but it was futile.


    He balled his hand into a fist as he fought the overwhelming urge surging through him, while the other clung tightly to Hannah.


    It was as if he was scared he would lose her the moment he let go.


    “Bryson… Bryson… Bryson.


    ”


    Realizing something was wrong with Bryson, Hannah helped him to his feet and said, “I’ll take you to a room to rest.


    ”


    They entered an empty room, where Hannah closed the door and gently guided Bryson to the bed.


    She then began to check on him.