After finishing the hangover tea and handing the bowl back to Charles, Anna obediently lay back down on the bed. Charles placed the bowl on the nightstand and turned to look at her again, only to find that she had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep.
She didn’t look comfortable, though. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her delicate face bore a deep sense of displeasure.
"Anna?"
Charles reached out and gently shook her shoulder, but she irritably shrugged off his hand.
"Anna, don't sleep just yet. You should take a bath first."
She gave no response, simply rolling over and ignoring him.
In the end, Charles decided not to wake her. Instead, he went to the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, and returned to clean her up.
His movements were careful, methodi
