So that's how it is... Isabel Smith nodded slightly and didn't say anything.
There was a sudden quietness inside the room. After a long while, when Smith was about to fall asleep, Percy Stanton's voice suddenly came from above her head, "Is there anything else you want to say besides these things?"
His appearance had changed, after all, he was no longer the young man he had been, but one could still faintly recognize his old self. They had been together for so long, if they had truly loved each other back then, how could she not remember even a little bit?
But the proud Stanton could not bring himself to ask directly about it.
Being unwilling to seem humble isn't the main reason, but rather he feared that it would only hurt even more if Smith truly could not remember.
However, even so, he was still somewhat unwilling to let it go and couldn't help but ask.