Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 1394

The waitress didn't rush to leave.

She stood by Cecilia's side, still demonstrating how to use the microphone.

"There's no harm in wearing it. Just think: if someone can accept a voice that's difficult to listen to, that's when genuine feelings develop. Not just based on the face, but also the voice.

"For two people to last long together, they must share similar values and have similar thoughts. Only then can they get closer over time. Otherwise, they'll inevitably go in opposite directions."

The more Cecilia thought about it, the more she felt it made sense.

“Thank you.” She took the device from the waitress, and operated it. "Do I use it like this? If I do this, I can have an unpleasant voice?"

Completely disguising herself, testing, and probing from an onlooker's perspective seemed like a good idea.

"The prerequisite for love is to stay calm. Only then can one avoid pitfalls." The waitress affirmed Cecilia's technique, and added, "After all, there are so many scumbags in this world. It's good to be cautious."

Cecilia agreed once again. The voice changer felt like a powerful weapon. She gripped the switch, already thinking about what to do during the upcoming blind date.

"Wait!" Cecilia suddenly realized something. She grabbed the waitress’s clothes. "Since it's a group blind date, how can we ensure that the person sitting across from me is the one my family selected for me?"

Her suitor had passed her mother's inspection, and now, needed to pass hers. Only screened individuals would be more reliable, right?

The waitress smiled, and winked at Cecilia. "You can relax. Fate is predetermined, and the man destined to be by your side won't be able to escape."

The waitress’s way of speaking was a bit peculiar, but that was just how it was.

Cecilia's doubts were quickly smoothed over.

Whatever.

Regardless of who sat across her, he would be quickly eliminated if she couldn’t have a meaningful conversation with him or if he had incompatible values. He wouldn’t be allowed to open the curtains and unveil her face.

She wasn't in a hurry.

It seemed he was afraid Cecilia would find it repulsive. He even took the time to explain.

"I've personally polished this stone with care, so feel free to hold it. It's not dirty."

Finally, Cecilia got annoyed and gave it to him straight. "Hold my hand already!"

Her hand was so delicate and soft. Holding it felt like holding a small and soft treasure.

When Noel caught her hand, he grew tender and weak. His eyes glimmered slightly with tears. They quickly disappeared, giving way to joy.

"Thank you for wanting to hold my hand."

Cecilia was silent. Sometimes, it was better not to say anything.

What did he mean by that?!