Chapter 505: CHAPTER 493

After one night, Joanna gradually regained her strength and woke up.

"You're awake. How are you feeling now?"

Jovan sat beside the bed with his head low, peeling an apple.

He sliced the skin into a thin and long stripe. It did not even break until the end.

It was just like what he always did, meticulous to the last detail, leaving no space to turn around.

A painful headache pounded Joanna's head as she looked at the white ward. For a moment, she was stunned. "Where am I? Am I still alive?"

"Of course you are. You're so tough. How could such a puny river defeat you? What's more, you have a great will. You hurt your leg from the fall, but you held on until downstream. I admire that very much!"

Jovan appeared like a warm younger man as he smiled tenderly and handed Joanna the apple he had just peeled.

Of course, she was not in the mood for apples. She frowned and asked, "Where's Ace? How is he?"