Chapter 970

Mayra stared up at the canopy above her and tried to sit up when she suddenly felt an arm tighten around her waist. Turning her head, she found Anderson already awake, his eyes locking onto hers. The look in his eyes startled her. "I'm hungry," she said. Seemingly just waking up, Anderson let out a deep breath and rested his arm on his forehead for a while. Then, after a moment, he reached for the light switch, filling the room with a warm glow. His upper body was bare, revealing scars across his back—reminders of battles fought and endured. He grabbed a black robe from a nearby chair and slipped it on casually. Mayra glanced down at herself. She realized that at some point, her clothes had been changed into a simple white nightgown. Anderson strode back toward her, scooping her up effortlessly into his arms and carrying her out of the room. They arrived at a table near the floor-to-ceiling windows. Spread across it was an array of food that was still steaming hot. The rich a