Yarden slightly tightened his hand resting on the edge of the bed, creasing the soft bedding.
A cold smile played on his lips, poised to strike at any moment. "Why do you ask that?"
Harriet, blissfully unaware of the danger, merely exclaimed in surprise. "Because you just walked to the bathroom without using your cane, and you did it so smoothly!"
She raised her voice as if she had made a groundbreaking discovery.
Harriet approached Yarden, tilting her body and waving her hand in front of his eyes. "Can you see? Can you see my hand moving?"
Yarden suppressed his murderous intent and teased with a smirk, "So my blindness is contagious."
Harriet's eyes sparkled with confusion, her mind momentarily drawing a blank. "Huh?"
Yarden gently reminded, "Look at the floor."
Harriet lowered he
