Huzey's room was gloomy. The bandaged on his face was taken off after the restoration surgery that was done to alleviate the damage but the moment he laid eyes on it, he swore not to look at it again. There was still a part on his face that was restored, but half the portion of it was distorted—it was like he was wearing a mask on his face, the other half belonged to a handsome prince and the other to an ugly monster.
Today, after several weeks of staying the hospital, he was given permission to continue recovering at the Montarini Mansion which he had requested since day one. However, it was only now that Dr. Miles cleared him and allowed him to go home.
"When are we leaving Abuelo?" Huzey asked in a cold voice impatiently. There was still politeness in his in but it lacked any glint of life.
"Just few minutes son" Senior Hans assured him and turned to the lady servant that was packing up Huzey's things. "Are you done with that dear?"