Chapter 353

• Despite this, she subconsciously let go of his hand, her slightly red face resting against Frank Holt's chest, whispering, "Can you let go of me? It's a bit hot."
• At this moment, Frank Holt was holding her from behind, his large hand holding her small hand, her waist pressed against the dining table, with her whole body encircled in his embrace.
• She didn't know why she suddenly felt so hot, even though the heating at home wasn't very high. However, her whole body felt like it was burning up, as if being enveloped in a hot fire by being held by Frank Holt.