Chapter 693 Corley noticed Roseanne shivering uncontrollably and immediately began to take off his jacket, intending to wrap it around her.

However, Owen Reynolds interjected, "Your jacket's soaked through as well. Use mine instead."

As he spoke, he was already unzipping his parka and carefully draped it over Roseanne.

Corley was left speechless.

Despite drinking hot tea and changing into dry clothes, Roseanne couldn't shake off the deep chill that seemed to seep into her bones. Not only did it not dissipate, it seemed to grow even more intense.

In the dead of night, the rain began to fall again, a persistent drizzle that wasn't the torrential downpour of a thunderstorm but was relentless all the same.

Accompanying it was the howling cold wind.

The gazebo they sought shelter under had only a roof supported by a few columns, offering no protection from the elements. The wind cut right through them.

"I'm so cold," Roseanne's voice trembled.

Wrapped in Owen Reynolds' parka and hugging her arms tightly, she still felt the warmth draining rapidly from her body.

grew heavier by

was exhausted and wanted to catch a bit of sleep, but closing her eyes

undeterred by the chilly wind, took off his wool sweater and

he silently pulled out a mercury thermometer from his bag. "I

Meanwhile.

at the gate when a sports car zoomed past, screeching to a halt with a loud squeal. The next second, Murray emerged from

Where

her intimidating older brother, Hertha didn't dare play

headed directly to the control

trying to grasp the situation, was suddenly grabbed by the

the middle-aged, slightly overweight manager was hoisted

you a student

too? Let's talk this

violence! I

you're worried about your

a place you can just barge into. Rest assured, we are doing everything we

to leave?" Murray scoffed, "If it weren't for your negligence and slow rescue efforts, would Roseanne still be trapped? You better open the doors

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