Chapter 170 She Finally Woke Up

Christian looked like he'd been there all night, asleep at the foot of the bed in that black formal suit. The fabric that had been carefully pressed was now rumpled with wrinkles. His handsome profile was drawn with exhaustion, a faint shadow of stubble darkening his jaw. Even in sleep, his brow stayed slightly furrowed, like he couldn't fully relax. Something in Annie's chest tightened, a dull ache spreading under her ribs. She figured that he must have been watching over her the entire night, sick with worry. Before she could stop herself, she reached out. Her fingertips brushed his cheek, then his brow, as if trying to smooth the crease there. The moment her fingers met his warm skin, his long lashes trembled, and his eyes snapped open. For an instant, he looked dazed from sleep. Then, he saw her, and joy flooded his eyes. "Ann." A second later, he was on his feet, leaning forward and pulling her into his arms, holding her so tightly that it felt like he would never let go.