Desiree’s screams alerted the welfare institution’s management staff. Despite the kids running fast, being young made it easy for a few adults to catch them quickly.

Desiree was led to the resting room.

The staff gave her a towel to wipe herself, as she had no suitable clothes to change into. She sat on the sofa, trembling with anger—not from the cold.

“Zuko,” she called out, her voice shaking with distress.

Zuko stood aside, hands in his pockets, appearing indifferent.

“Zuko, I’m so cold,” Desiree hugged herself and conveniently sneezed.

Zuko glanced at the weather forecast on his phone, which showed 26°C, and looked outside at the sunny weather.

“Cold?” He chuckled softly. “I see. You’re soaked all over. That’s why you’re cold.”

Desiree seemed delighted. “Exactly.”

do to help?”

wanted to suggest he could hug her or lend her

can go out and get some sun

you say?”

to change into right now.” Zuko smiled. “You’re completely soaked, and just using this towel won’t be enough. It’s

“Zuko, you…”

you’re a guest my grandmother brought. I’d worry about something bad happening

was exasperated. Everything Zuko said avoided mentioning their relationship

and his suggestion for her

her teeth with a

welfare institution’s director, Jill Latymer, approached them. When she arrived at the door and saw Zuko inside the room, she walked in, lowering her

middle-aged woman exchanged a

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