Never See You Again

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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.

and needed to freshen up.

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

her wavy hair still slightly damp and cascading over

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

here.” Maeve handed him the hairdryer from the

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

away.

better than mine,” Marve remarked. Caught off guard by the situation,

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

Zion said with a half–smile, and Marve took it as a joke. “You just

your hair. If it stays damp, you’ll end up with a headache all day.” Maeve nodded, acknowledging the sense in his words. “So, the notorious

survive in a foreign country,” Zion replied curtly, and Maeve didn’t press further. Outside Scott Manor, a driver was

at the hospital to find James still kneeling beside Philip’s bed. Philip, however, hadn’t spared James a

Marve here, Zayla tactfully stepped out of the room.

Marve greeted.

He asked anxiously, “Maeve, are you alright?

Uncle Phil.