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Chapter 321

Maeve’s fever had just subsided. Feeling weak and unsteady, she got out of bed and stumbled forward

Zion caught her around the waist. Reflexively, she clung to his anm for support.

Zion’s arm was strong and firm, his muscles tense beneath Maeve’s fingers. They y were

and breaths.

Maeve quickly withdrew her hand. “Sorry, I lost my balance.”

“I’ve got you. You won’t fall.”

so close that they could feel each other’s heartbeats

A housekeeper then entered and handed a set of clean clothes to Zion, who placed them on a nearby table. “I’ll wait outside,” he said.

had sweated through the night and needed to freshen up. Once Zion stepped outside, she headed to the

in the hallway, feeling the lingering warmth on his arm. He listened to the sound of water running inside and swallowed hard. After some

a casual shirt and jeans, her wavy hair still slightly

approached her and gently gathered her hair. Then he took her wrist and led

the hairdryer

it in and started drying her hair with ease, lifting sections to ensure it was thoroughly dry. Once finished,

away.

better than mine,” Marve remarked. Caught off guard by the situation, she had intended to

worked in a barbershop for a while before, so I’ve

down,” Zion said with a half–smile, and Marve took it as a

all day.” Maeve

ago. I had to do whatever it took to survive in a foreign country,” Zion replied curtly, and Maeve didn’t press further. Outside Scott Manor, a driver was

James still kneeling beside Philip’s bed. Philip, however, hadn’t spared James

Marve here, Zayla tactfully stepped

Phil,” Marve

her voice, Philip’s stern expression softened. He asked anxiously, “Maeve,

Uncle Phil. I’m

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