Chapter 1262 Continue Practice

During the process of handling affairs, Jack Stewart also occasionally looked up to check on the situation on stage.

Hannah was reviewing dance moves.

During the break, Jack handed her a cup of warm water.

He had just poured hot water from the thermos, mixed it with some cold water, and now the temperature was just right.

Hannah, holding the quilt to warm her hands, slowly steadied her rapid heartbeat.

Dancing indeed uses up a lot of physical strength.

Seeing her somewhat pale face, Jack clicked his tongue lightly, his tone half teasing, half concerned, "How come after being ill, you seem so weakened?"

Hannah, looking down as she drank water, replied, "My illness came on like a crashing mountain and left as slow as pulling silk."

"Then can you still handle it?"

Jack, resting his chin on his hand, watched her. She stood against the light, and even the strands of her hair were tinged with the golden sunlight.

Beautiful, but just like a snowflake.

Gone with a breath.