Chapter 1290

Stella followed him out of the bathroom but then suddenly stopped and looked at him, asking, “Can you speak at all?” Joan did tell her that it was only because he was a quiet person, but Stella still found his behavior too suspicious. How could someone who could speak be this quiet? The man said nothing. He approached her, gently took her hand, and tried to scribble a word on her palm. Stella found it too ticklish, so she quickly withdrew her hand. The man seemed to realize that he had offended her somehow, so he did nothing after that. Stella rubbed her wrists as she continued to observe him, but all she could see was a blurry shadow. “If you don’t want to speak,” she told him, “I’ll try to minimize my interactions with you… I hope I didn’t offend you, but I just don’t feel comfortable about this.” After a long while, she could hear the man softly mumbling, “Mm.” Stella froze for a moment. She turned her gaze toward the blurry figure of the man. Stella had always been perce