Noah thought for a while, as if searching for the right words.
After holding it in for a long time, he gave up.
Stella looked at him expectantly. "Noah, what were you going to say?"
"Mr. Reid... doesn't know how to date, and he doesn't know how to coax women. But if he's willing to talk to you, and even talk nonstop, that means he thinks you're special."
At last, Noah came up with a reasonable explanation.
"Tsk. I thought you were going to tell me something useful."
Stella spoke with disdain.
For example, besides fainting at the sight of blood, Ethan might have some other weakness.
She had already made up her mind. Once they returned to Seamill, she would immediately buy a whole box of fake blood online.
Every morning, when Ethan was half awake, she would splash a bag on him. It w
