Isabella looked at the hand he held and asked, "Wasn't this where I came before?"
Ethan smirked. "Where else do you think I would have taken you?"
"My mind was a bit chaotic before, and I didn't have the chance to look or think."
"Are you sober now?"
"I guess so."
Ethan nodded and led her into the mansion, heading straight to the room on the second floor. "Your clothes are prepared for you in the bathroom. Go take a shower and change, then I'll take you to the wine cellar."
Isabella raised her hand and gestured around. "Is this your room?"
"Yeah. Hurry up and freshen up. I'll wait for you downstairs." Ethan turned and walked out. He also needed to take a shower and change clothes.
Half an hour later, Isabella hurried downstairs from upstairs, holding her phone. "Ethan, do you know how to fix things?"
Looking at her still-dripping phone, he chuckled. "Did you take a bath with it?"
