Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel 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.

Her eyelids grew heavier by the moment.

She was exhausted and wanted to catch a bit of sleep, but closing her eyes brought no relief.

Seeing her discomfort, Corley, undeterred by the chilly wind, took off his wool sweater and placed it around Roseanne.

Owen Reynolds didn't stop him; instead, he silently pulled out a mercury thermometer from his bag.

"I suspect she might be running a fever."

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Meanwhile.

Murray pushed his car to 120 mph, racing to the botanical research facility with unmatched urgency.