Chapter 161

The room was dimly lit, with the curtains tightly drawn. A long and slender figure lay on the bed, and the sound of Xavier's steady breathing could be faintly heard. Lily stood at the foot of the bed, barely able to make out his outline under the sheets. His eyes were half-closed, and his lips were pressed together. Even in his sleep, Xavier exuded an aura of authority. Whenever he worked from home, although only occasionally, Xavier would take an afternoon nap. Lily would get excited and lay next to him, unable to sleep. She would watch him have his siesta. In the two years since their marriage, Xavier only came home at night, had dinner, then went to bed. They spent less than ten hours a day together, and six or seven of those hours were spent asleep. She never had the chance to really look at him or get along peacefully for the rest of the time. There were even nights when, even though she was exhausted, she couldn't bring herself to sleep as she wanted to see him a little lon