In a flash of inspiration, she thought of the bedsheets!
Isn't that always how it's done on TV dramas? Tear the sheets into strips, tie them together, and you can climb down slowly.
Yes, that's it.
Just then, coincidentally, Tessa Caldwell closed the glass door and returned to the bedroom. As she was about to tear the sheets, the door suddenly swung open, and Timothy Lawson walked in.
Timothy Lawson was wearing pajamas, lounging leisurely against the door frame, his deep eyes observing her lightly.
Although there was some distance between Tessa Caldwell and him,
she vaguely caught the scent of alcohol. Instantly, a strong sense of alertness surged within her eyes. She watched him as if facing a formidable enemy, not uttering a word.
"Tessa Caldwell..." Timothy Lawson suddenly called her name and then, seeing the distinctly unfriendly look in her eyes, smiled and walked over step by step, sitting down across from her.
Tessa Caldwell was wary and defensive.
