Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

A week slipped by in the blink of an eye, and school finally began.

“Zinnia, when are you coming back?” Lydia asked over the phone.

Zinnia hadn’t shown up at the start of the new semester, making Lydia worried sick about her.

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“Lydia, I took leave and won’t be coming back for now.” Zinnia lowered her gaze out the window, her lips pressed into a thin line.

“Can’t you come back anytime soon?” Lydia’s voice was laced with disappointment.

Zinnia had already been gone for two months. Lydia had expected to see her when the new semester started, only to find out she’d be away for two whole months.

“Yeah, I probably won’t be able to go back anytime soon,” Zinnia replied in a soft voice.

Nathan’s condition was deteriorating rapidly. There was no way Zinnia would leave his side.

Lydia said gently, “Zinnia, I made some homemade jerky for you. Can you send me your address? I’ve also put together some study materials. I’ll send them together.”

Zinnia had never revealed her whereabouts. Although Lydia could technically track her location, she would never use a GPS tracker without Zinnia’s consent.

Zinnia was about to refuse, but the mention of study materials made her press her lips together. “Alright.”

The moment Lydia received the address, her eyes lit up with joy.

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“Looks like your friends really miss you,” Yannis remarked as he walked in from outside, bowl in hand, just as Zinnia hung up the phone.

She’d already received several calls that morning–all of them asking when she’d return to school.

Seeing him enter, Zinnia walked over from the window and said, “Yannis, I don’t want to eat.”

When she saw him carrying a bowl, she instinctively took a step back in resistance.

“Just some apple cinnamon soup.” Yannis watched her recoil, letting out a sigh in his heart.

“No more soups, please,” Zinnia said, wrinkling her nose at the familiar sight.

These days, because she needed frequent blood draws, Yannis went out of his way to prepare all kinds of nutritious meals for Zinnia.

But after several days of the same thing, she just couldn’t stomach it anymore. She’d completely lost her appetite.

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now. I’ll make your favorite bacon for lunch,” Yannis coaxed, noticing her weary expression. He gently took her wrist and guided her to sit at

were taking their toll. Over time, Zinnia’s appetite had

she had to give about 40 milliliters of

being taken so often, her body was bound to feel the effects–loss of appetite, dizziness, irritability, and constant discomfort. They

that over the past seven days, the seed hadn’t changed at all- other than sucking her blood. There wasn’t even the slightest hint

suddenly deteriorated. He was now too weak to even get out of bed, spending most of the day in

completely lost her appetite

soup with a spoon, blew gently to cool it, and then held it

don’t want to eat.” Zinnia turned her head away,

petri dish had grown to the size of

it had become completely mushy and yielding. This made Zinnia

tried to peel off its skin, she couldn’t. No matter how hard she

going through

the focus, scrutinizing every minute detail inside the seed. But there was still no change at

single damn

“Useless piece of junk,

knuckles turned white as she clenched her fists, barely able to stop herself from smashing

and there.

it sucked her blood, but after some initial changes in those first two days, there had been

Once Nathan is better, we’ll settle the score with that thing,” Yannis

took her clenched

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that crescent–shaped blood marks

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always been gentle and mild–mannered, but now, with no solution in sight, she was growing increasingly restless–her emotions all over the

deep

her condition, Zinnia must avoid extreme emotional fluctuations.

is driving me crazy. If it doesn’t sprout soon,

fuming–her voice tight with frustration, her delicate

to Zinnia. The seed was indestructible

the petri dish away in frustration and then roughly yanked at her hair, pulling out several

hair would have

happened because of it, she’d regret it for the rest of

on this instead.” Noticing her distress, Yannis swiftly grabbed a long–haired stuffed animal and pressed it into her

the plush toy was in her hands, Zinnia tore at it, pulling out

again and again. Her emotions were all over the place; she needed to vent to feel

to spoon some soup

delicate brows knitted in protest, but in the end, she lowered her head

stuffed animal again, tearing out