Chapter 368 Everyone Is Watching

• Her long lashes fell quiet like butterfly wings. Dark circles smudged under her eyes—she was drowsy and spent.
• Zachary Luellen felt a stab of guilt. He’d pushed it too late last night. When he carried her out of the shower, it was already three in the morning. She’d barely slept.
• Zachary slid an arm under her and lifted her, setting her gently on the soft bed. He pulled the covers over her, then went to the desk, picked up a pen, and copied down the other half of the surgical plan for her.