Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

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Maisie’s words made Yannis instantly recall that the man had shouted outside that Nathan had been disabled.

‘She must have heard it,’ Yannis thought, his heart clenching. He strode over and pushed open the VIP room door behind him. Seeing Zinnia hunched over, retching violently, he rushed inside. “Zinnia!” he cried.

“Zinnia!” Maisie, panicking, frantically pulled out her phone to call for help.

Zinnia vomited violently, her whole body wracked with convulsions. There’s a saying: when the pain in heart reaches its limit, your body will start to rebel.

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“Zinnia. Zinnia. Listen to me, okay? Try to stay calm–your Master will be here any minute.” Yannis called out anxiously. He reached out and, following what Nathan had taught him, began applying pressure to the acupressure points on Zinnia’s back.

Zinnia’s mind buzzed. She couldn’t hear what Yannis was saying, and her vision was blurring. She could only see Yannis’s lips moving and his eyes were filled with worry.

Zinnia’s fingers dug into the couch cushions as she fought the waves of nausea. She hadn’t eaten dinner, and whatever she’d had that afternoon was long digested–now she was just retching up bile, the acrid taste burning her throat.

Her pale face flushed red from the effort, tears forced from her eyes.

“Zinnia, can you hear me? If you can, just nod,” Yannis urged, still pressing her acupressure points, his voice tight with anxiety as he asked.

Zinnia forced herself to focus on his words, and after a moment’s delay, she managed a weak nod. As the pressure in her chest eased just a little, she felt the suffocating tightness in her heart beginning to disappear.

She closed her eyes, struggling to not think about what that person had said.

‘Disable. Not long for this world, she thought desperately. ‘Master can’t possibly be disabled. No way. He’s so strong. He even saved me–how could he not save himself?‘

But as these thoughts flashed through her mind, Zinnia doubled over and retched again, unable to control herself. Yet there was nothing left in her stomach.

“Zinnia.” Yannis took some tissues to wipe her lips, feeling upset seeing her vomit so violently.

couldn’t throw up anymore. She stayed hunched over, her face deathly pale, and barely

at him. “Listen to me, okay? Your Master is fine. Do you trust me, or do you trust a stranger? I promise you; he’ll be all right in the

were rimmed with red, bloodshot, and raw. The sight made

one by one. Zinnia hadn’t dared to cry in front of Maisie–she was afraid of worrying Maisie. But now,

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Yannis promised. He gently wiped away

his shoulder, unable to speak. But

dampness slowly soaking through his shirt. The tears were cold, but the wetness seemed to be burning his skin, making his

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health, she didn’t even dare to let her

palm moving

a word–she just gently pinched the corner of his

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the private room door burst open, Nathan’s eyes locked onto the people

tears instantly broke free, streaming

his heart twist

seeing Nathan arrive, gently let go

He took a small porcelain vial, uncapped it, and

the vial under Zinnia’s nose. The gentle scent drifted in with each breath. Nathan said, his voice impossibly gentle, “Zinnia, I’m here. I’ll always be with you. Don’t be afraid.” He continued to gently pat her back. His tone was softer than

with quiet sobs. The desperation slowly

Yannis watched from

needs to rest–she cried herself to exhaustion,” Nathan reassured Yannis

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been waiting outside the room. Zinnia slept for a full day and night—from last night straight through