Chapter 317 Buttermilk Biscuits

• On the way back, Meredith savored the Tiramisu cake Zenon had brought for her, feeling a surge of rejuvenation. Returning to the courtyard, she hastily showered, too drained to bother blow-drying her hair, and collapsed into bed, drifting off almost instantly.
• After tending to Tiramisu, their Teacup Pig, and tidying up, Zenon noticed Meredith asleep with her wet hair wrapped in a towel. He walked over and gently reminded her, "Sweetheart, it's better to dry your hair before bed to prevent a headache." Seeing Meredith unmoving, Zenon reluctantly fetched the hairdryer, switched it on, and helped her dry her hair. Despite the noise, Meredith slept undisturbed, the toll of her surgery stirring sympathy in Zenon.
• Once her hair was dry and she was comfortably tucked under a cool blanket, Zenon kissed her forehead and quietly left the room, leaving Meredith to rest.