Iris Harris was curled up under the blanket, hesitating at the door for a moment before slowly closing it.
James Mason had instructed her that Iris Harris needed to finish her lunch so that the medicine could take effect in time for hypnosis tomorrow.
But now Iris Harris had no appetite...
Logically, she should have told James Mason about this, but after thinking it over, she decided to hold back.
At least, she'd wait until the evening to see...
By then, whether Iris Harris was willing or not, whether she was aware or not, she would have to eat those meals.
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The medicine seemed to dull the mind.
Iris Harris slept groggily until the afternoon, and when she woke up, her head was blurry. She sat on the bed for a long time before gradually regaining her senses, watching Elaine bring in the meal.
The steaming dishes were placed on the table, full of color, fragrance, and taste.
