Dyson was being discharged from the hospital, and Beauty and Hannah arrived early to pick him up.
Auntie was packing clothes with her head lowered when the two girls pushed the door open and greeted her in unison, "Hello, Auntie!"
Thrilled to see them, Dyson's mother quickly poured them glasses of water before resuming her tasks.
"Auntie, where's Dyson?" Beauty scanned the room but didn't spot him.
A flicker of confusion crossed her eyes as she asked.
"A friend of his dropped by earlier—they're probably outside."
No sooner had she spoken than the hospital room door swung open.
Dyson walked in wearing a simple shirt, his already slender frame looking even thinner.
Behind him was Bryan. This was Beauty's first time meeting Bryan. He had fair, clean skin and a refined appearance—the kind of man who exuded elegance and charm at first glance, much like Dyson.
"Hannah and I came to pick you up today.
I can't believe you've lost even more weight!
