Mair Williams said this with a sly laugh, "I calculated the time the guard team would come out, and then I poured some wine on myself in advance, even sprinkling it on my hair and behind my ears. When Liam Woody came to the pub to look for me, the smell of wine was all over me, and he believed I was drunk. Then he took me out of the pub and brought me home."

"Miss Mair Williams, you are truly resourceful," Jane Sampson complimented with genuine sincerity. At least she couldn’t come up with that kind of strategy herself.

Jane Sampson rubbed her chin, feeling secretly regretful. So, before marrying James Black, her sprouting feelings weren’t clueless, and being single for so many years was indeed a testament to her own ability to stay single.

"Too kind, too kind," Mair Williams said, a bit embarrassed by Jane Sampson’s praise.

After all, this wasn’t even the explosive part, she didn’t dare tell Jane Sampson about the more explosive techniques for fear of leading her innocent little sister astray.

And last night—

Mair Williams, the "drunk," was carried down from the car by Liam Woody. Her keys were always in her purse, which Liam Woody knew about. Liam Woody had escorted her home before, so he also knew where she lived.

After bringing Mair Williams into the bedroom, Liam Woody was planning to leave immediately, but seeing the woman lying in bed moaning and whimpering about being thirsty, his heart softened and he went to the kitchen to pour her some water. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

However, that little act of kindness meant that Liam Woody couldn’t leave for the entire night.

In the time it took to pour a cup of water, when Liam Woody returned to the bedroom, he was shocked enough that he nearly dropped the water cup in his hand.

The woman who had collapsed drunk in bed was now only in her underwear, clamoring about wanting to take a bath. As Mair Williams cried out for a bath while heading toward the bathroom, her walk was wobbly and she quivered, eventually hitting her forehead against the closed bathroom door.

The sound was so loud that it made Liam Woody’s heart skip a beat. He put down the water cup and rushed towards Mair Williams, but since she was wearing next to nothing, he was too embarrassed to touch her, and could only stand behind her, anxiously calling her name, "Mair Williams, are you okay?"

After calling out twice and seeing Mair Williams motionless, Liam Woody reluctantly reached out to touch her face. Only then did he realize Mair Williams was staring ahead with a pitiful and confused look, her eyes full of bewilderment, "Has the bathroom disappeared? Why did the wall hit me?"

These two questions were both confused and pathetic.

Liam Woody took a deep breath, took Mair Williams’s hand gently, and coaxed her softly, "The bathroom is closed today, let’s take a bath tomorrow, hurry back to bed and lie down, sleep through the night and you can bathe when you wake up tomorrow~"

Liam Woody thought that dealing with a drunk was just like having the patience for a three-year-old child. Hence, he successfully coaxed three-year-old Mair back into bed and, with a blushing face, covered her with a quilt.

But Mair Williams, now back in bed, was not at all tranquil and wrapped her arms around his waist, insisting on pulling him into bed, demanding Liam Woody to tell her a bedtime story.

Liam Woody had no choice but to take off his shoes and lay down next to her, but he maintained his integrity by not looking at the woman by his side at all.

While Liam Woody was thinking of what story he could tell to lull Mair Williams to sleep, the woman beside him suddenly lunged at him, directly grabbing at his clothes as she said, "Sleeping in clothes is bad for the body; you have to take them off."