Chapter 802 Slip Out Of The Room
At the sight of Roxanne’s pale expression, Lucian leaned in to look into her eyes with a frown. “How is it? Do you feel any better?”
In her condition, Roxanne couldn’t hear him at all. After vomiting, she collapsed onto her bed and mumbled, “Ugh, it feels terrible…”
Lucian’s heart ached for her when he heard that. After getting up to take off the shirt that she had puked on, he went out to wash his hands and poured her a cup of water for her to gargle with.
When he returned to the room, he saw Roxanne standing on her feet. She was taking off her clothes as if there was no one around. While doing so, she continued to mumble, “I… I want to shower.”
The sight of her stripping jolted Lucian back to his senses. He hurried to her side to hold her back. “Stop taking off your clothes.”
Annoyed, Roxanne threw him a look of displeasure and insisted, “I want to shower. Move aside!”
While she was speaking, she began to unbuckle her bra.
Lucian quickly looked away, stunned.
By the time he turned back around, Roxanne had already stumbled her way to the bathroom door and her slender body greeted his eyes in all its glory.
Stupefied by the scene, he could only gawk.
Since I last saw her six years ago, her figure has grown even more alluring.
The drunken Roxanne had even forgotten to close the bathroom door after entering. She turned on the shower and proceeded to bathe herself.
From inside the bedroom, Lucian watched everything she was doing with dark eyes.
Seeing that she was still behaving as if there was no one around, he closed the bathroom door with a sigh before cleaning up the mess in the room.
By the time he was done, Roxanne was still inside.
Knitting his brows at the puke she had left on his body, Lucian left the room to clean himself up.
No sooner had he stepped out than Roxanne emerged from the bathroom.
By then, the shower had helped her regain most of her senses.
When she noticed that the sheets on her bed had been changed, she was still in a bit of a daze.
Nevertheless, the irritation in her throat reminded her that she had just vomited.
But why aren’t there any signs of it in the room? Instead, the room looks very clean.
In her groggy state, Lucian’s face emerged in her mind.
While I was drunk, I seemed to have heard his voice. Did he really help me…
Holding that thought, Roxanne gave her head a forceful shake, hoping to dispel the thought from her head.
No way. There’s no way he would have taken care of me like that, and he changed my sheets! I can’t even imagine him changing his own sheets.
At that thought, Roxanne nipped that possibility in the bud.
However, she still couldn’t figure out who it was who had taken care of her.
Finally, she gave up guessing. After having had a lot to drink, she could still feel her head spinning.
Sleep was the only thing on her mind.
As a strong sense of drowsiness struck her, Roxanne turned off the lights in the room and went to bed.
When Lucian came out of the bathroom and saw that the lights in Roxanne’s room had been turned off, he checked on her out of concern. Only when he saw her soundly asleep did he quietly slip out of the room.
