Chapter 156

The towel was clearly within reach, yet Vivienne missed it several times. After throwing up, the discomfort eased a little, though waves of dizziness still clouded her head. Washing her face with cold water didn't help; if anything, it left her even more dazed. Sebastian could tell she was far from sober. Without a word, he scooped her back into his arms and carried her to the bed, then gently wiped her face with a warm, damp towel. Vivienne's lashes fluttered lightly before her eyes opened. Her unfocused eyes met his deep, unreadable gaze. As if recognizing him, she murmured, "Sebastian?" His hand paused. In his eyes, dark as the night, there flickered the faintest hint of warmth. She stared at him in a daze, her vision unfocused. All she could see were a pair of eyes as deep as the universe, filled with a tenderness she had never seen in him before. Suddenly, a memory surfaced. That day, when she fell into the water, it was he who pulled her out. The moment she opened her eyes