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.”

what can I do to help?”

hug her or lend her his shirt but hesitated, thinking it

suggested, “The sun is shining outside. You can go out and get some sun to quickly

you say?”

into right now.” Zuko smiled. “You’re completely soaked, and just using this towel won’t be enough. It’s better to go out and enjoy the sun. You won’t be cold anymore, and your clothes will dry up,

“Zuko, you…”

“Desiree, you’re a guest my grandmother

avoided mentioning their relationship but

was just his “guest”, and his suggestion for her to go outside and dry off was

gnashed her teeth

the welfare institution’s director, Jill Latymer, approached them. When she arrived at the door and saw Zuko

middle-aged woman exchanged a glance with

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