Evelyn Ford returned home and immediately chugged a large glass of ice water, which finally cooled her down.
Whenever she closed her eyes, the image that appeared in her mind was of that man's steaming body, like a piece of boiled white meat.
'Of all the ways to die in this world, how painful and agonizing must it be to have your internal organs cooked through?'
Evelyn sighed, sat down right on the floor, and turned on the tower fan, aiming it at her back.
Ronan Kendrick returned from cutting bamboo, and his eyes swept over Evelyn when he saw her.
"You went out?"
"Someone had heatstroke. I went to take a look, but I couldn't save them in time. They were already gone."
Ronan soaked the bamboo in water, shook the sand and dust off himself, and slowly walked over.
"It's too hot outside. If you can't handle it, you shouldn't go out."
"I know. Ronan, do you eat durian?"
