Susan pouted. Her eyes couldn't help but stare and watch Lucian's disheveled state. His shirt was messy and wet, not to mention his dangling tie mocking a man who was usually neatly dressed. His body scent was no longer fragrant and made Susan lose focus a little, but gave off a sharp odor of alcohol. Susan didn't like Lucian's scent tonight but couldn't just leave the room.
"I shouldn't have to worry about you, Dad," Susan said with a long sigh. She decided to change Lucian's clothes. The man could catch a fever if he slept in wet clothes. Besides, Susan had never imagined sleeping with her shoes still on her feet. It would be very uncomfortable and Susan felt, she could not let that happen to Lucian.
With great care and patience, Susan removed Lucian's clothes one by one. Including the
