Chapter 654: Jumping into the Swimming Pool

The delicate figure was wrapped in the overcoat he had given her just now, appearing even more petite as if she could be enveloped by his garment at any moment.

Perhaps still feverish or for some other reason, her cheeks were like peach blossoms that had been dyed, carrying traces of flushed red.

Her small fists were clenched tightly, and her eyes, misty from the high fever, had a befuddled look, yet they were unwaveringly fixed on him.

It was evident that she was still frail, since she had just hurried back, looking harried. Her chest heaved, as if it took all her strength to stand firm, otherwise she might collapse at any moment.

Although she had stopped him from going upstairs, when she came up to him, she didn't know what to say.

He wasn't in a hurry to speak either, maintaining a leisurely composure, as he watched her coldly.

The atmosphere was frighteningly silent, squeezing out the flush and disarray on her cheeks.