By this time, Lucas Walker had already efficiently wiped the water off her body and wrapped her in a clean bath towel.
After covering her up, he did not pay attention to himself but lifted her and moved her from the bathroom to the bed.
Ivana subconsciously tried to get up, "Don't... dirty the sheets..."
"Don't move!" Lucas held her shoulders, "I told them to bring the stuff you need here."
Standing straight, Lucas casually took a robe from the cupboard, put it on, and left the bedroom.
The door was left open, and Ivana faintly heard Lucas making a phone call, seemingly ordering someone to prepare clothes for her.
She had nothing draped over her, and she was afraid to move for fear of dirtying the sheets. Tense, she didn't dare make a move.
By this time, Lucas had already returned, went into the bathroom, and came out holding a hairdryer.
After plugging it in, he stood beside her and began to dry her hair.
At this point, Ivana began to feel a faint pain in her lower abdomen.
