“Zinnia.” Yannis’s voice came through the door, laced with concern–but he didn’t barge in.

“It’s okay. I just knocked something over while washing my hands,” Zinnia called back.

Thinking she was done, Yannis asked softly, “Mind if I come in?”

“Nope,” Zinnia replied.

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When Yannis entered, he saw Zinnia bending to pick something up. He knelt quickly to retrieve it and glanced at her. “Wanna wash your hands?”

“Yeah.” Zinnia nodded.

At her confirmation, Yannis took her hand gently and guided it to the sink. The sensor faucet sprung to life as they approached.

As Yannis’s long fingers massaged her palm, Zinnia leaned against him, half–standing, which made her legs less tired.

Her left hand was wrapped in gauze, so he fetched a soft wet wipe, dampened it, and cleaned her fingers one by one, each movement precise.

Zinnia’s eyes fell upon his hands. They were long and slender, with nails trimmed neatly. Crystal–clear water droplets clung to his skin, giving it a subtle, luminous glow. The backs of his hands were smooth, veined with faint blue lines that pulsed gently.

After finishing washing, he gently clasped her hand and began to wipe each finger with slow, deliberate care.

“You’re too good at this. Have you taken care of other girls before?” Zinnia puffed her cheeks. Her lashes flutter downward, a sudden ache in her chest somehow. ‘Maybe I’m not that special, she thought.

down at her. He seemed surprised by her question, which sounded a bit like

the first move. Whenever he did her a kindness, she would go to

her own universe, detached. The outside world held no appeal; this unfamiliar city was just a place she could

months later, she finally showed some

No need

the only one,”

always been the one being cared for. Even during his two

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Devin and Layla always doted on him. While James was the only one who scolded

short, Yannis had been genuinely pampered since birth. Elders doted on him, and even older figures

known little hardship. Even during the period when James cut off his allowance for insisting on

boy. Even those who disliked him didn’t dare cross him. With James’s status, no one

pampering her like a princess–she was

but at home, he’s completely wrapped around Grace’s finger. Years of observation let him absorb those gestures unconsciously–like father, like

her eyes to Yannis, stunned. She had never imagined that she was the only one he had ever cared for. She’d assumed he was a

face. Yannis chuckled, “Guess meeting you unlocked my caregiving skills–no

mirth. She had regained some color after eating, yet beneath his touch, he could still feel the hollowness

sounds like pickup lines from cheesy CEO romances,” Zinnia huffed playfully, meeting his smile with a pretend

evasive gaze, the corner of his mouth curving into a smile. He said, his voice smooth, “Who said it’s a line? I mean it, Zinnia. You’re different, the only girl I’ve ever

always thinking about you, wondering if you’re alright. So promise me you

met his smiling eyes. He said he’d given his whole heart to her–even though she knew he was teasing–her

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