Chapter 198

"William?" Tiffany called softly. The man in the corner seemed to stir like a plucked string, slowly regaining some life. He raised his head slowly, turning toward Tiffany. Those desolate eyes appeared to regain vigor in an instant. William opened his mouth, but no sound came out. His voice was gone. The dim room made Tiffany feel suffocated. She set down her bag and drew open the curtains, letting the sunlight stream in. William didn't stop her but shrank back into the shadows when the sunlight flooded in. Tiffany didn't try to converse with him. Instead, she began tidying up the room. Soon, she had the room clean and bright again. She turned to find William still sitting there, staring unblinkingly at her. Tiffany bent down, picking up the dirty sheets from the floor. "I'm going downstairs now to put these in the washing machine. After they're washed, I'll hang them out to dry. Do you want to come?" William continued to stare at her, showing no reaction. He was like a pup