Her steps stumbled, and she was about to fall back.
Lucas extended his hand, about to support her when Damian moved a second earlier than him and placed his hand on her waist.
"Do you want me to take you to your room?" Damian softly asked.
Lydia's gaze fell on Damian's face. After processing his face for a few seconds, she nodded.
"Good!" she exclaimed.
Lucas's eyes darkened.
"Come back to your senses, Lydia!" Lucas raised his voice. "Do you not having any sense of danger? How can you let a stranger take you away?"
A groan left Lydia's mouth, and she slapped her ear. She grumbled. "Why is a fly buzzing in my ear? Get it away."
The corner of Lucas's lips twitched.
Knowing how stubborn and adamant Lydia can be, Lucas knew he couldn't easily lead her out of there. A groan left his mouth.
"Fine, I will apologize," he expressed. Then, softening his voice in an attempt to ease her, he carried on, "What happened earlier is my fault. I was too rude to you. Now, forgive me, please?"
