Chapter 1292


    Chapter 1292


    The man’s movement slowed down for a moment, but he did not stop as if he didn’t hear her call.


    He picked her up and helped her sitfortably at the table. Then, with a cold mechanical voice, he


    said, [Why did you suddenly call his name?]


    Ste’s heart was still thumping. She still did note back to her senses.


    Hearing his question, she only gave a one–syble response. “Mm.”


    [Why did you call his name?] he asked again.


    She paused and her heartbeat slowly normalized. “It’s nothing. I just feel that you are kinda like him.”


    [Am I?]


    “You smell very much like him.”


    The man seemed to hesitate for a while and asked, [What kind of smell?]


    “I can’t be sure, but it’s awfully familiar.”


    He did not speak for a long time before he said, [Let’s eat


    the noodles.]


    “Okay.”


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    Ste’s suspicion of him was only limited to that moment, and she quickly dismissed the idea.


    Weston was now lying in the hospital, and his condition was uncertain. If he were to wake up, he


    would’ve


    definitely dealt with Ford Corporation’s crisis instead ofing over to act with her.


    Even if he had this leisure, the people of Ford Corporation would not let him do so.


    Even with his will disclosed, she could bet things were a royal mess over there. Besides, with Daisy


    taking over thepany, Ste believed this feeling was just an illusion, which meant he couldn’t


    possibly be Weston.


    After eating, the man stood up and washed the dishes skillfully.


    Ste wanted to call out to him but suddenly realized that she did not even know his name.


    “By the way, what’s your name?” she asked.


    The man’s hands suddenly twitched, and he looked at her. [Does it matter?]


    The t tone made Ste frown. “You cannot even tell me your name?”


    [She should have told you before.]


    Ste was startled for a moment, then she realized that


    he was referring to Joan.


    Now, her suspicion of the man only grew.


    First, he was not willing to address Joan as his mother. Second, he would not talk and even tell her his


    name.


    “Has anyone ever said you’re weird?”


    [That’s why I don’t live in the school dormitory.] He answered quickly.


    Ste was speechless.


    She propped up her chin and looked nkly at the void. “ How old are you?”


    He hesitated. [Twenty.]


    “Then you are about the same age as my brother.”


    He did not seem interested in Ste talking about her  brother and said to her, [I’m going to wash the


    dishes.]


    With that, he went into the kitchen.


    When he came out, he saw that Ste was still sitting at the table, so he stepped forward and picked her


    up in his  arms.


    Ste felt a hover underneath her and subconsciously eximed. “What are you doing?”


    Since the man’s hands were full, he couldn’t speak and could only carry her to the couch silently.


    The familiar touch startled her, and she said, “Tell me first the next time you want to hug me.”


    Wait…


    Why should he tell her?


    She corrected herself. “You don’t have to hug me next  time. I can walk on my own.”