Catherine herself didn't really mind. What worried her was that Renata wouldn't be able to endure the cold and might catch a chill.
Renata's health had never fully recovered after the surgery; her immune system was surely weaker than before. Just as Catherine was fretting over this, Renata, standing beside her, pulled her padded coat tighter around herself and sneezed.
The worry in Catherine's eyes immediately spilled over. She looked at Renata and said hesitantly,
"What should we do now? Maybe we should find a nearby budget hotel and stay there for a few days."
Perhaps because she and Renata had depended on each other for so many years, Catherine had grown used to turning to Renata first whenever something happened—rather than to the man standing quietly beside her, strong enough to protect her from anything.
