Chapter 1505

It was Maeve's first time staying at Norman Estate, so she didn't realize there wouldn't be a towel in the bathroom. Zion's tense expression finally eased when he saw Maeve was fine. "I'll grab one for you," Zion said before walking off. A moment later, he returned with a towel in hand and draped it gently over her shoulders. The heat in the bathroom must've been too much because Maeve's cheeks were tinted red. Or maybe it wasn't just the heat. Zion's gaze landed on her injured shoulder. As he was worried he might accidentally worsen the wound, he bent down and scooped her up from the bathtub. Maeve instinctively wraps her arms around his neck. Their breaths mingled in the close space between them. Zion's arms were broad and strong, and he carried Maeve as though she weighed nothing. "Are you tired?" Zion asked. Maeve became flustered because of his sudden question. "Exhausted!" "Then lie back. Let me take care of it." Before she could protest, Zion leaned down and kissed he