"Are you really not going to work? I feel very guilty about delaying your work."
"It's only one o'clock, no rush."
Harry Hunter held her hand and walked towards the pool: "I've temporarily changed the meeting location to this resort winery, just a wall away from the pool."
Isabella Weaver breathed a sigh of relief, followed him into the water, and learned swimming movements under his guidance, splashing water with his support.
But after an hour, she could only splash water and drink water from the pool.
"Learning to swim is too hard!"
Harry laughed lightly: "You've just started learning, you need practice and adaptation, find the feeling in the water yourself, I'll let Grace Watt come in to help you, I'm going to the meeting."
He wasn't wearing swimwear, his trousers and shirt were already soaked, clinging to his body, his chest and abdominal muscles faintly visible, inadvertently revealing his perfect figure.
