Jeremy stretched out his hand to take it but did not manage to touch the cup for a while.

Seeing him struggle blindly, Madeline inexplicably felt an unease in her heart.

She held Jeremy's hand and placed the teacup precisely into his palm.

The skin contact during this brief moment made Jeremy feel a little bit lost in his thoughts.

He felt Madeline's warm and soft palm on the back of his hand for a short moment. The ginger tea that slid down his throat was unusually sweet.

Madeline handed their wet clothes to the proprietress, and when she returned, Jeremy had already finished his ginger tea. He was sitting quietly by the window.

She walked toward him, and as she was about to speak, her nose suddenly itched. She then turned away to sneeze.

Jeremy turned his head and looked at her with his eyebrows furrowed. "Miss Montgomery, if you’re feeling unwell, you should rest earlier. Don't worry, I won't leave until you’re done discussing what you intend to discuss with me."

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