The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

Perhaps it was Grace’s improved health that had Bryson talking more than he usually did that day.

Hannah, listening intently, occasionally chimed in.

Bryson rose and approached the French window in his room.

Clutching his phone, he gazed out into the night, the smile in his eyes growing more profound as he listened to the steady breathing on the other end.

The sound of her ringtone woke Hannah from her sleep.

Groggy, she reached for her phone and mumbled, “Hello?”

“Hannah, come shopping with me today.

Gucci’s releasing some exclusive bags, and I’ve got my eye on a few.

Need your advice on picking.

”

The excitement in Lydia’s voice was palpable.

Hannah rolled over, forcing her eyes open.

“Can’t make it this morning.

I’ve a visit scheduled at the Mitchell residence for Mr.

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“I’ll tag along! Once you’re done, we can head to the store directly!”

Hannah was left without words.

Ending the call, Hannah skimmed through last night’s call records.

She jolted upright in realization.

In the midst of her conversation with Bryson, she fell asleep!

Checking the duration of the call with Bryson, it showed 40 minutes.

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Holding her head in her hands, her hair cascading down her shoulders, a blush crept up her face.

When had she fallen asleep? Had she mumbled anything? Why hadn’t Bryson ended the call? The feeling of shame deepened upon seeing Bryson at his house.

She was so red-faced she couldn’t even muster the courage to glance at him.

Grace, sensing Hannah’s discomfort, whispered, “Did you and my brother have a disagreement?”

“No.

” While checking Grace’s blood pressure, Hannah’s hand twitched, betraying her unease.

“My brother’s clueless, Hannah,” Grace murmured, tugging at her sleeve.

“If he upset you, just let me know.

I’ll set him straight!”

Observing Grace’s expression, Hannah playfully pinched her cheek.

The embarrassment waned a bit.

“I’m not upset, really.

”

“Why would you be?” Holding a warm glass of water, Bryson placed it before Hannah and continued, glancing into her eyes, “Is everything okay?”

Caught off guard, Hannah’s gaze locked with Bryson’s, feeling a twinge of unease.

She blinked, trying to dispel the awkwardness.

“It’s nothing.

Just Grace being playful.

”

Lifting his hand to pat Grace’s head, Bryson gave Hannah a reassuring smile.

“Grace dislikes pain.

Kindly look after her.

”