As she reached the doorway, Lily moved the wooden board aside, and a biting cold wind rushed in.
“It's freezing!” Bethany exclaimed, quickly tossing the leaves in her hand aside.
After closing the door, the two of them sat by the warm, crackling fire, warming their hands.
“Lily, we are really lucky, not only to have survived but also to have met such a good man,” Bethany said sincerely, looking at the fire.
Hearing Bethany's words, Lily went quiet.
Indeed, they were very lucky to have met such a responsible man like Jackson.
“Yes, we are really lucky.”
If it weren't for Jackson, they wouldn't be living this comfortably. The rain outside was so heavy, yet they had such a sturdy tent to shield them from the wind and rain, and a fire to keep them warm. All of this was thanks to Jackson
