Without a word, Luke Land picked her up from the bed and headed straight for the bathroom.
She leaned weakly into his embrace, letting him take care of her.
The bathtub was already filled with warm water. He set her down and let her steady herself against him, then reached to unzip her dress at the back. The zipper seemed stuck, and after finding no other solution, he gave up and ripped the dress apart with a strong pull.
"Luke Land, you're so violent..." Eva Miller said weakly, mourning the expensive dress for a minute in her heart.
Cradling her in his arms once more, he gently placed her in the bathtub, then started unbuttoning his own clothes.
In the past, Eva Miller might have yelled and protested, but surprisingly, this time she was calm and composed, without any reaction.
Luke Land also got into the bathtub, and Eva Miller leaned her body against his side...
"I don't want to move..." There was a hint of pleading in her tone.
