Lucian knitted his brows. “Essie‘s just a little tired. If you have no other matters, you should go home as soon as possible.”

Aubree‘s expression froze, and she racked her brains in search of an excuse to stay back.

As she was thinking about it, she suddenly spotted the pink luggage at the bedside.

It did not look like it belonged to Lucian no matter how hard she stared at it.

“This is…” Aubree asked in puzzlement, eyeing the luggage suspiciously.

Lucian followed her line of ...