"Forget it... I can't let you soak in there all night as a decent person."
She muttered to herself.
Feeling her head getting heavier again.
Skye Brown rubbed her temples.
She knew the alcohol had started to affect her again after the chaos just now.
It wouldn't do; she must get Dylan Wellington out of the bathtub before her consciousness completely blurred.
She looked down at her already soaked bathrobe.
Decisively, she took off her unusually heavy bathrobe that had absorbed the water.
Both of them soaked in water would definitely catch a cold, so Skye Brown had it figured out.
First, drain the water from the bathtub.
Then take off Dylan Wellington's clothes.
Put him in a bathrobe, throw him on the bed, and she would have done her good deed.
As for herself... she would just change into some fresh clothes, and get another room.
After making up her mind, she quickly started to drain the water.
The water in the bathtub decreased little by little.
