Chapter 13 Plunging into His Arms_1
He would make her the happiest woman in the world, of course, but for now, his primary task was to overcome her sudden emotional distance.
「Tibet.」
Ruby Bluen, carrying simple luggage, entered Tibet.
She was there to find Marcel Horne.
With one hand pulling her simple luggage and the other holding the address of Marcel Horne’s unit, she kept asking people for directions until a kind stranger finally led her towards Marcel Horne’s unit.
Tibet is part of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, with an average altitude of over 4,000 meters, and the temperatures are low throughout the year. Ruby Bluen had looked up Tibet’s climate on the internet before arriving, but she hadn’t expected reality to be so different from her imagination.
She was cold, so cold that she trembled.
She had already put on her thickest clothes, yet being from a southern capital city with pleasant weather, she struggled to bear it. In T City, even in winter, it rarely got this cold; usually, a long-sleeved shirt and a slightly thicker coat were sufficient, unlike now.
The wind blew fiercely, the sky a dark, heavy gray, as if a downpour was imminent, creating an oppressive, suffocating feeling.