bacchusnovels Chapter 134 The Allure of the Bathroom
Chapter 134 The Allure of the Bathroom
Chapter 134 The Allure of the Bathroom (Part 1)
Midway through the meal, Sean suddenly felt unwell. He frowned slightly, a barely perceptible pain flashing across his face.
He put down his cutlery and, slightly embarrassed, explained to Narcissa, "Mrs. Malfoy, I'm very sorry, but I'm suddenly feeling unwell and may need to excuse myself for a moment. May I use the restroom?"
Upon hearing this, Narcissa immediately showed concern. She stood up, pointed to the corridor, and said softly, "Of course, Professor Phillips. The restrooms are over there; let Dobby show you."
Sean nodded and followed the house-elf Dobby through the magnificent corridor to the restroom.
Out of politeness, Dobby waited outside the restroom.
Inside the bathroom, the first sound was the rushing of water, as if Sean was washing his face and trying to rejuvenate himself.
However, after a short while, the sound of running water suddenly stopped, and the bathroom became unusually quiet, with no sound coming out at all.
The sudden silence made Dobby uneasy. It pricked up its ears, trying to catch a sound in the stillness, but could hear nothing but its own heartbeat.
Dobby began pacing anxiously down the hallway, glancing at the bathroom door every now and then, hoping for Sean's appearance.
Time ticked by, but there was still no sound from inside the bathroom. Dobby's unease grew stronger; it began to worry that something might have happened to Sean inside.
After an unknown amount of time, just as Dobby was about to go into the bathroom to find out what was going on, the bathroom door slowly opened and Sean came out.
Although his face was somewhat pale, his expression had returned to calm.
Seeing Dobby waiting anxiously at the door, Sean smiled and thanked him, explaining that he had just been feeling a little unwell and was much better now.
Dobby's worries vanished upon hearing Sean's words. He bowed respectfully to Sean and then led him back to the restaurant.
Back in the restaurant, Narcissa immediately greeted him, her eyes filled with genuine concern: "Professor Phillips, how are you feeling? If you're not feeling well, I can arrange for a doctor to see you."
Sean shook his head and smiled in response, "Mrs. Malfoy, thank you for your concern. I'm fine now."
I was just a little uncomfortable, but I've recovered now.
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Narcissa was visibly relieved upon hearing this: "That's good. Please let me know if you need anything."
Sean nodded his thanks: "I will, Mrs. Malfoy. I am very grateful for your kindness and concern."
Narcissa smiled slightly, her demeanor exuding innate elegance and nobility: "Professor Phillips, you are too kind. It is our honor to have such a distinguished guest as you."
"Mrs. Malfoy, I appreciate your hospitality. But it's getting late, and I should take my leave." Sean glanced at the sky outside the window; it was already getting dark.
Narcissa was slightly surprised, but quickly regained her composure: "In that case, I won't keep you any longer. I hope to have the opportunity to invite you to my home again next time."
"Of course, Mrs. Malfoy," Sean replied politely. "I am very pleased to have had the pleasure of speaking with you today, and thank you for your hospitality."
As Sean left Malfoy Manor, led away by a servant named "Henry," he was filled with emotion.
That was close!
We almost got exposed.
Just as you expected.
Just now, under the guise of going to the bathroom, Sean cleverly donned an invisibility cloak and silently slipped into the master bedroom upstairs.
He was initially a little uneasy, since the master bedroom was the core area where the two of them lived, and it was likely that a lot of traces of their lives were left behind. Small pieces of evidence, such as strands of hair, might be mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish which ones belonged to Narcissa and which ones to Lucius.
However, when he stepped into the spacious and luxurious bedroom, he was surprised to find that the room had clearly not been lived in by the two of them for a long time.
The bed showed obvious signs of use only on one side, and only one person's clothes were neatly hung in the wardrobe. All these signs indicated that Narcissa and Lucius had been separated for a long time.
This unexpected discovery undoubtedly simplified his task considerably. He no longer needed to painstakingly distinguish the mixed hairs, but could easily find his own marker.
Having confirmed this, Sean acted swiftly.
He searched carefully around the bed and soon found several strands of Lucius's hair under the bed. The hair was well-preserved and had obviously fallen recently, and it was crucial to his next plan.
However, this also suggests that Lucius's recent workload has been so heavy that he has started losing his hair.
With this hair, Sean's preparations for the evening were complete.
Now, all he needs to do is wait for nightfall to begin the next phase of his plan.
3651 words deleted. Night falls, and the starry sky twinkles faintly, reflecting the tranquility of Malfoy Manor.
Narcissa remained alone in the empty living room, her figure appearing somewhat forlorn in the dim light.
She sat on the sofa, staring blankly out the window, a strange emotion surging within her.
She recalled the moment Sean appeared that morning.
His deep gaze and composed demeanor left an indelible impression on her. It was a completely new feeling, as if the world had become bright and vibrant in that moment.
After Sean left, she felt empty inside.
That feeling of loss made her begin to reflect on her own emotions.
She had never had such an experience before, to develop such deep feelings for someone she had only met once.
This sudden attraction made her feel both curious and uneasy.
wrong.
Narcissa murmured softly.
As she calmed down, she suddenly sensed something was wrong.
It can't be.
Just as Narcissa was lost in thought, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.
Narcissa suddenly raised her head and looked toward the source of the sound, a hint of surprise and confusion flashing in her eyes.
The door was pushed open, and a familiar figure came into view.
It was Lucius.
Lucius is back.
However, he was so drunk that he was completely unconscious and needed Henry's help to stand up.
"Madam, the master has had quite a bit to drink tonight," Henry said cautiously, trying to keep Lucius in check.
Narcissa stood up, walked over to Lucius, and gently sniffed him; a strong smell of alcohol wafted up.
She frowned, then said to Henry, "Thank you, Henry. You go and rest, I'll take care of him."
Henry nodded, looking somewhat grateful. "Yes, madam. Please feel free to call me if you need anything." With that, he slowly left the room.
Narcissa looked at Lucius, who was slumped on the sofa, and felt a mix of emotions.
He: Didn't I go to find Fudge?
How could you have drunk so much?
She crouched down gently and carefully examined Lucius's face.
Why? Because Lucius felt different to her today.
Just like the feeling Professor Phillips gave him that morning.
Could it be because...she hasn't had that kind of thing in a long time, so no matter who she sees...she feels the same way? Narcissa thought to herself, her pretty face blushing. She noticed that even in his drunken state, Lucius's face was still handsome, only with a hint of fatigue and helplessness.
Narcissa's heart softened involuntarily. She reached out and gently stroked Lucius's furrowed brow.
Hopefully, this will ease some of his worries.
She stood up and decided to prepare some hangover medicine and hot tea for Lucius.
While Narcissa was busy in the kitchen, Lucius, who had been slumped on the sofa, opened his eyes.
Since Sean was unsure of how Lucius and Narcissa usually interacted, he had a sudden inspiration and came up with the idea of pretending to be drunk.
This would not only prevent Narcissa from becoming suspicious, but would also make it easier for him to extract information from her.
After a while, Narcissa returned with hangover tea and hangover medicine.
She gently helped Lucius up, letting him lean on her shoulder, and carefully fed him his medicine and hot tea.
Sean opened his mouth slightly, ready to receive Narcissa's care.
However, just as the tea was about to enter his mouth,
He suddenly frowned, a pained expression on his face, and spat out the tea.
It's so hot.
Doesn't this woman know how to take care of people?
Don't you even have this basic common sense?
Seeing this, Narcissa quickly took out a few banknotes from the banknote box next to her and carefully wiped them for him.
However, the stain had seeped into Lucius's expensive shirt, leaving an unsightly mark on the fine fabric.
The scene was a complete mess.
Filled with guilt, Narcissa took a deep breath and decided to help Lucius change out of his dirty clothes first.
As Narcissa reached out and gently untied Lucius's tie, for some reason, her fingers trembled slightly, and an indescribable feeling of shyness suddenly welled up in her heart.
They've been married for so long, why would she still...?
After the tie was gently removed, Narcissa began carefully taking off Lucius's shirt. Her fingers lightly touched his shoulder, the warm touch making her heart race.
One by one, the buttons of her shirt were undone, and with each button undone, Narcissa's shyness increased.
She couldn't help but recall their wedding night, when she had been just as shy.
As the last button was undone, the shirt slipped off Lucius, revealing his strong chest. Narcissa's cheeks flushed slightly, and she quickly lowered her eyes to avoid eye contact with Lucius.
She felt as if she had spied on a secret she shouldn't have seen, and her heart was filled with guilt and shame.
Let's carry him to his bed in the bedroom to sleep.
Narcissa thought to herself.
But then she hesitated.
Looking at Lucius's drunken face, she couldn't help but wonder if it would have been more comfortable for him to take a bath before he fell asleep completely drunk.
Having made up her mind, Narcissa carefully helped Lucius up, letting him lean against her, and slowly walked towards the bathroom.
Sean lay nestled between Narcissa's soft arms, his body reeking of alcohol and male hormones.
Where is she taking me?
Go back to the bedroom?
Although Sean didn't understand, he chose to wait and see.
Narcissa pressed her cheek against his strong, broad back, feeling his gradually quickening heartbeat and the warmth of his body emanating through his clothes.
Her breathing became heavy, and her heart pounded violently.
Just as she thought, she seemed to...
The two sheep went to the bathroom, and Narcissa helped Sean sit in the bathtub.
During this process, Sean secretly opened his eyes and looked around at his position.
bathroom.
Could it be that...
Before Sean could react, he felt a hand busy beneath him.
Narcissa was unbuckling his belt.
Narcissa took a deep breath and began to unbuckle Sean's belt.
As her pants slipped to the ground, Narcissa's cheeks burned even more intensely, and her heart pounded wildly.
Narcissa kept telling herself that she was Lucius's wife and it was her duty to take care of him.
She forced herself to distract herself, slowly turned on the water, and took a hot towel to wipe Lucius's body.
But as she wiped the area with a hot towel, her reason wavered.
Narcissa thought to herself, her face flushed.
But what happened next far exceeded his expectations.
Narcissa actually opened her mouth.
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