Love At The Wrong Table

This was the closest place to the bottom of the cliff with signs of human activity.

“Is anyone there? Excuse me, is anyone there?” Emmanuel shouted loudly, still full of vigor.

Ashton’s admiration for this man increased even more. She had never met a man with such stamina before.

Since last morning, he had been carrying her, climbing up and down. They had hardly eaten anything, and even she was almost unable to bear it. How could this man still go on?

What would it be like to be married to such a physically strong man? She suddenly became very curious.

Regardless of what Ashton was thinking, Emmanuel continued shouting. After receiving no response, he carried her toward the fenced gate.

If he wasn’t mistaken, that should be the entrance to this garden. However, just as he had shouted loudly and received no response, now that he had reached the gate, a hunched old man walked over, gesturing and signaling with unclear intentions.

“Hello, sir! We are police officers here to investigate some matters!” Emmanuel spoke up, considering that Ashton had her credentials, making it easier to question in a police capacity.

But the old man shook his head repeatedly, pointed to his ears, then his mouth, continuing to gesture.

deaf-mute!” Coincidentally, Emmanuel was somewhat proficient in sign language and knew what the ald man was trying to express. Without hesitation, he put Ashton down and began communicating with the old man using sign language.

increasingly astonished. Though the man was annoying, his abilities

to encounter someone who could communicate

sighed helplessly and returned to carry Ashton,

say?”

said no and mentioned that he’s the only one around here. He hasn’t seen

frustrated. It seemed they had wasted these two days for nothing. However, as they turned to leave, the old man looked at their backs, his eyes revealing a gleam

Emmanuel walked out of the garden’s periphery, he suddenly stopped. It was because he noticed some footprints that seemed to have been left in recent days. They were not his, and judging by

bit frustrated. It seemed they had wasted these two days for nothing. However, as they turned to leave, the old man looked at their backs,

suddenly stopped. It was because he noticed some footprints that seemed to have been left in recent days. They were not his, and judging by the

thinking that this man was surprisingly attentive. It

man lied to me!” Emmanuel frowned. “There are clearly others coming in and out of here, but he claimed to be the

he doesn’t know that others have come in and out?” Ashton offered her