Chapter 907

• By the time everyone wrapped up their work for the day, it was already past ten at night. Although it was early spring, the night air was biting cold, with sharp gusts of wind sweeping through the streets. Liza instinctively pulled her coat tighter around herself as she stepped outside, bracing against the chill.
• Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps reached her ears.
• She turned just as Gavin appeared, dressed in a sleek black jacket, his silhouette steady and composed against the dim glow of the city lights. In his hand, he held a white windbreaker. His deep, knowing gaze lingered on her, taking in the thin suit she was wearing. Without a word, he draped the coat over her shoulders, his voice gentle yet firm. "Are you cold?"