In an instant.
A warmth like a furnace infiltrated her entire body, instantly making her feel warm all over.
Originally, Isabella wanted to refuse and leave his grasp.
She wasn't used to intertwining fingers with another man.
But Obby Stuart's fingers gripped hers even tighter, as if to give her more warmth, and he asked with concern, "Sister Ella, are you feeling better now?"
"..." Isabella was momentarily bewildered.
In the past, it was always little Xavier Gale who lived under her protection, but now, with things reversed, she felt somewhat at a loss.
Obby Stuart matured, noticing her embarrassment, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Let's go, let's check on little Grebo."
Almost being dragged along by Obby Stuart, Isabella followed awkwardly behind him and arrived by the barrel.
She bent over and saw the little creature lying at the very bottom, wrapped in circles of fluorescent green cool air, unmoving, with only faint breaths lingering in her ears.
