Chapter 243 Whether It Ends or Not, That's Not Her Call

Right in front of Shana was Henry, his muscular chest exposed. Their limbs were tangled together, and her entire body was trapped tightly in his arms, like a large plush toy he refused to let go of. Ever since giving birth to Calvin, Shana's body had grown weaker, always slightly cool to the touch. Henry, on the other hand, always radiated heat, as though his body were a living furnace fueled by his boundless energy.