Chapter 140

Emmeline let out a sigh. “I’ve been lazy about keeping up with laundry lately, so Richard’s dirty clothes and scrubs have been piling up. I’ve spent the last hour trying to get them all washed.”

Zavian’s grip tightened fractionally on her wrists, though not enough to hurt. “Knowing you’re doing that bastard’s laundry irritates me, but I’m not going to stop you. I’ll watch you for a while before I leave.”

Emmeline smiled faintly at his brusque description of her husband, then led the way back to the laundry room with Zavian following close behind.

She scooped up one of Richard’s soiled aprons with a disgusted look.

“I don’t know what goes on at that hospital, but he often comes home with these different sets of clothes, just throwing his bloody scrubs at me like I’m his maid.” She wrinkled her nose. “It looks like he got into a struggle with the undead or something.”

Zavian leaned against the opposite wall with his lips quirked in an amused smirk at her