Upon hearing this, Sanford turned to Stella, looked at her for a moment, and suddenly moved his hand toward her hair.

However, before his fingers could touch it, his wrist was firmly seized by someone.

The three individuals at the table were briefly startled and instinctively glanced upward.

Matthew, standing behind Sanford, wore a stern expression.

He grasped Sanford’s wrist with a firm grip and pushed it away.

He sharply said, “Mr.

Quimby, show some decency.

Stella is married.

Publicly touching her is improper and could tarnish her reputation.”

Stella’s countenance shifted subtly upon seeing Matthew, her heart tightening with unease.

She struggled to comprehend Matthew’s intent.

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his

other hand, merely smiled

his wrist

a speck of lint in Stella’s hair and sought

could that jeopardize

upon hearing this, turned to Stella and indeed saw

imperceptible unless scrutinized closely, highlighting Sanford’s attentiveness

realization made

brushing her hair herself, disregarding

she expressed

“Thank you.

might have appeared when I was at the

tightened at the mention of “hospital,” his

“Are you unwell?”

somewhat ironic

her mother’s treatment than she did, yet now he seemed to

selective memory loss would cause him to

perhaps she was overestimating herself, and those memories held

the scene, finally accepted that Matthew indeed suffered from selective memory

the strained atmosphere, Bella stepped in to clarify, “It’s not Stella who

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