He’ll find comfort with you around.”
Her face hardened.
“I’m house arrested and he won’t let me leave this room. If he sobers up tomorrow and accuses me of stepping out of the line, that’ll be unjust.”
“Well…”
Jamie hesitated for a moment and suggested, How about I carry him into your room?”
“No way! The stench of alcohol makes me sick. I can’t bear it. You better take him back to palace as soon as possible.”
Jamie kept quiet.
“Lucinda, Lucinda.
Kyson’s voice echoed from the downstairs living room, tinged with sadness and the heaviness of
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intoxication.
Jamie was helpless.
“Miss Simmons, please go downstairs to see him.
I will explain everything to him tomorrow. You don’t want to stay up all night because of it, do you? Please!”
Lucinda sighed, masking the displeasure in her eyes.
“Wake the maid and tell her to make some hangover soup for him.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
Jamie hurried downstairs.
Lucinda tightly wrapped herself in her fluffy robe and casually descended the stairs.
Kyson was on the sofa in a drunken haze. His handsome face reddened.
Covering her nose with her sleeve, she used a mild air freshener to mask the lingering smell of alcohol in the living room.
Approaching him, she gave his knee a kick, attempting to wake him.
“Wake up, Kyson! You are not meant to sleep here. Take the hangover-cure soup and return to your palace!”
His eyelashes quivered, and he gradually regained some sobriety.
When Kyson heard her voice, he subconsciously clung to the corner of her nightgown as her voice drew nearer.
Her eyes revealed unmistakable disgust as she tried to pull her gown away from his grasp.