Originally, with only three parts of sobriety, Charlotte faintly felt a hint of danger after hearing his words. Suddenly, she became seven parts awake, raising her head and staring blankly at the face that was within reach. "No, I'm not sleepy anymore."
Leandro had already carried her out of the room and was going downstairs when the sunlight streaming in through the window cast a scattered pattern on his face, accentuating the depth of his eyes and the sharpness of his features.
"Oh, that's really a pity."
He said with a smile in his words, "Otherwise, I can help Mrs. Romero sober up."
He didn't say anything, but Charlotte could still understand the meaning behind his words.
Her face turned red, and she awkwardly averted her gaze. "I woke up already."
Charlotte looked at the floor-t
