Chapter 222: Peace resumed

Anne’s cheeks flushed, heat rising to her face as her thoughts flashed to the time she and Augustine had spent in the hot spring. "No, I think... I’m just not used to the climate yet," she said softly, trying to compose herself.

"Hmm." Ronan gave a knowing chuckle as he took her wrist and checked her pulse. Then he reached for his thermometer and took her temperature before placing the stethoscope against her chest.