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Chapter 297 He Wouldn’t Leave

Milly beheld the weary visage of Jordan and gently diverted the conversation, “Jordan, I’m alright. You should rest for a while.”

Jordan hesitated. “No, I’m not tired. I’ll stay with you a bit longer.”

Yet, his exhaustion was undeniable. Milly suppressed the tears in her gaze and playfully chided, “Jordan, go rest. Your eyes are red from lack of sleep. If I wake up and find you bedridden, I’ll have to tend to you while I’m ill. Do you think you can manage that?”

And if the paparazzi see you like this, they might think our family is in “turmoil.”

“But … ”

“Jordan, if you don’t rest, then neither will I.

In the end, Jordan relented, gently tousling her hair. “Alright, I’ll rest now and come back later.”

“I’ve arranged for two caregivers; they’ll be here soon. If you need anything, just let them know.”

Milly finally smiled and nodded. “Okay.”

Still, Jordan remained uneasy. After a few more words, he turned to leave. As he did, his gaze fell upon Xavier, who appeared equally fatigued. His expression darkened slightly, and he spoke with a hint of resentment. “You come with me too.

Xavier bit his lip, his eyes filled with indescribable sorrow as he looked at Jordan with a faint plea, “Jordan, I don’t want to leave…”

Milly rolled her eyes. Stephanie was nowhere in sight, and the pretense of familial bonds seemed hollow.

Jordan, perceptive of Milly’s aversion to Xavier’s presence, forcibly grabbed Xavier by the collar, ignoring his protests, and dragged him out. Once Xavier was gone, Milly breathed a sigh of relief.

felt much lighter without

from blood loss or the sedative in the IV drip, it was unsure, but Milly slept for an entire day. She vaguely sensed visitors, perhaps Jonathan

her eyes, she yawned and

was evening.

Wait, there was movement.

Was it a nurse?

women as nurses. The figure before her was

could it be?

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disturb her fragile

Milly shut her eyes, contemplating her options. Her body still bore the marks of recent injury, her hand

She had to adapt.

the figure settling by her bedside. Gently, he reached out to tuck her in, his gaze unwavering upon

came a

It was Xavier!

her response. In that moment, she would have preferred the company of a thief. Irritation prickled within her at his sudden appearance. Hadn’t Jordan taken him away? How had he returned, like an

such a apology. It felt unfamiliar, but the wounds inflicted remained. A

“Milly, I apologise. I regret leaving you when you were injured. I regret how I treated you before. You’re kind–hearted, and I was

promise to be kind to you and shield you

trembled

hoping to achieve? There was no one else present; was

I recall saying that if I

recalled his earlier promise. Just as she pondered this, her thoughts were abruptly