The room fell silent as soon as she asked the question.

Her palms were filled with sweat, and her heart was hammering rapidly in her chest.

“If you don’t want to answer the question now…”

“I’m not.”

Suddenly, a voice came over from the bed. It was not the cold and mechanical voice of the phone but the deep and magnetic voice of a man.

Kyran continued. “I’m not mute.”

His voice was raspy due to his condition. Even though Deirdre felt surprised at his answer, she was relieved at the same time.

It was because his voice was totally different from that of Brendan.

“If you’re not mute, then why didn’t you tell me about it? Why do you always use your phone when you’re talking to me?” Deirdre frowned and bombarded him with many questions. “What are you scared of?”

Kyran looked at her and placed his finger on his neck. He had prepared in advance for a situation like this. There was a thing that looked like a button on his neck.

“Listen to me, Deirdre. I’ve never told you before that I