Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Chapter 502

Chapter 502

Chapter 502

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After spending three days at the Jenkins residence, Zinnia returned to Cloud Harbor that afternoon. Zinnia unlocked the door with her fingerprint, and the house was eerily quiet. “Master?”

Zinnia slipped off her shoes as she stepped inside. She had told Nathan she’d be back tomorrow. But for some reason, she just felt this sudden urge to return.

Zinnia dropped her small backpack on the couch. Feeling a bit thirsty, Zinnia headed into the kitchen and opened the fridge to get some water. Fresh milk was kept in the refrigerator. She took out a bottle.

The milk was ice–cold, so she placed it on the countertop. She tiptoed to search the upper cabinets for the milk warmer. Since she hadn’t been home for a few days, Nathan must have put things away.

Nathan was the one who organized everything, and since Zinnia rarely came into the kitchen, she had no idea where anything was. She crouched down and started opening the cabinets one by one.

As Zinnia opened a newly opened cabinet, a faint medicinal scent drifted out. She froze mid–movement, with her hand paused in the air.

She moved aside a pot blocking the front, then reached in to feel around. Soon, her fingers closed around a bundle wrapped in brown parchment paper, which she pulled out. The subtle herbal aroma spread as the air circulated.

Without even opening it, Zinnia could already tell what herbs were inside. These herbs were typically used to treat hemoptysis, persistent blood–tinged sputum, progressive hoarseness, and even loss of voice.

Zinnia’s chest tightened, her white–knuckled grip on the herbal pouch betraying her anxiety. Her fingers trembled as she slowly unwrapped the packet.

Zinnia didn’t dare consider the possibility that something was wrong with Nathan’s health. What should have taken only a few seconds stretched into a full minute before she finally managed to open the herbal pouch.

As the herbal pouch opened, the medicinal scent intensified. Nathan had specially treated paper to mask the smell. When properly sealed, no ordinary person would notice it. But Zinnia’s sense of smell was unusually

acute.

Zinnia stared at the damp herbal dregs in her palm. She rubbed them between her fingers, gauging the moisture. “They must have been brewed this morning. Master didn’t have time to dispose of them,‘ she thought.

and she instinctively pressed a hand to her aching chest. She thought, ‘He

sick.’

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She wiped the corners of her eyes. Then she stood up. Leaving the kitchen, Zinnia abruptly turned and

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out, his room was the only place left. Zinnia knocked gently

“Master?” There was still no response from inside. Zinnia’s eyes

and when Nathan still didn’t answer, she swung it

the curtains drawn, leaving the bedroom in darkness. A sliver of light from the living room crept in. Zinnia could make out a figure lying on the bed, beneath

happened to fall across his face, revealing Nathan’s refined features.

could hear only the faint sound of breathing. She tiptoed to the bedside and

reach out and hold it.

see a head peeking over his side. He instinctively withdrew the hand he had

She reached for his

pretended not to notice the hesitant look on her face as he propped himself up in bed, clad in soft black silk

fell across his forehead, and his handsome face, still

the young girl by his bedside, his green,

just suddenly wanted to come back.” Zinnia’s voice

He instantly caught the unusual tone in her

in floods of light, though the day outside was gray and overcast,

his worried gaze lingering

he’s sick? Why didn’t he tell me? How serious is it?

tight as if stuffed with cotton. She opened her mouth several times, but the words just wouldn’t come. Overcome with worry, her eyes

in front of her, his voice gentle and full of concern. “Zinnia,

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