Chapter 47

Grace placed her arm around Oliver's waist and guided him toward the bed. "Let me lie down on the couch for a while." Grace struggled to speak. "The couch is not spacious enough for you. If you happen to fall in the middle of the night, I won't be able to assist you. It would be best for you to lie on the bed. Ouch! Turn over. You're pressing on my arm." She wrapped her arm around Oliver's waist to provide support. However, as she lowered him onto the bed, his weight caused her to lose balance and fall alongside him. His back pressed against her arm as Grace lay beside him, with her left arm unintentionally trapped beneath him. She sighed. "Turn over, Oliver. You're lying on my arm, you know?" Oliver was drunk, yet he managed to maintain some level of consciousness. Upon sensing a movement on his back, he instinctively turned to his right, where Grace was lying. Grace was burdened by the immense weight that had unexpectedly pressed down on her. When her arm was finally freed, sh