Arya sat down smoothly with his pull. "Are you drunk?"
Xavier poked his head out. He looked affectionate and his gaze was deep. "Will you sleep with me for a while?"
"Hmmm."
Just as Arya was about to answer, Bridget knocked on the door. "Sister-in-law, are you there?"
Xavier froze for a few seconds, then he hid in the quilt again.
At this moment, he didn't want to see anyone. Could he be alone for a while?
Arya glanced at him and opened the door. Bridget looked at her. "Get me one of my brother's clothes."
Arya frowned. "Did he vomit?"
Jacob should have a high tolerance.
"Yes, a little," Bridget said.
Arya told her to wait, then walked to the closet to look for clothes, and handed them to her.
Bridget took it and went back to the dining room. Nanny May was already cleaning up it. Bridget put his arm on her with one hand holding the clothes and helped him upstairs.
She struggled a little. Fortunately, Jacob was not too drunk. He felt a little dizzy, but he could think clearly. "Where are we going?"
"Live here. How can you leave as such?" The smell of alcohol on him was strong.
Bridget's room was upstairs. It took her a lot of effort to get him upstairs. She opened the door, helped him sit on the bed, and put the clothes next to him. "Change your dirty clothes and sleep." After saying that, Bridget left and closed the door.
Jacob sat by the bed and rubbed his brows. He was thirsty and he had a stomachache. Usually, he could drink more than today. He didn't know why he was feeling so unwell now.
Bridget went downstairs and saw Arya was making honey water. She said, "Sister-in-law, make two cups..."
When she got closer, she saw that Arya had already made it. After that, Arya handed her one and asked, "Is Jacob better?"
Bridget took it from Arya and sat on the sofa. "I asked him to change clothes upstairs."
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