This man is simply looking for trouble, after all, he wasn't wearing much, and Atlas Hallow has never had any self-control in matters like this.
Seeing him trying hard to act like a gentleman was indeed rather amusing.
After soaking in the hot springs and drinking a few glasses of lemon water, Charlotte Miller surprisingly felt much better from her cold. As she stood up, Atlas Hallow had already picked up a soft, loose bathrobe for her, guiding her to the bathroom to wash up properly.
Since the hot spring was infused with herbal packets, there was always a lingering herbal scent on the skin. When Charlotte finished washing and changed her clothes, Atlas was already waiting for her outside.
The hot spring garden was prepared with afternoon tea, and unexpectedly, the English-style afternoon tea here was quite good.
