Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

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Zinnia remained in deep slumber for what seemed like an eternity, only stirring awake as dusk began to fall.

“Awake now? Anywhere still hurting?” Yannis had been keeping vigil by the bedside all this time. Now he rose to his feet, worry written across his face.

Zinnia’s thick, curled lashes fluttered as she opened her eyes, and Yannis‘ face, etched with worry and tenderness, suddenly came into view.

“Yannis?” Her voice was faint and weak, hoarse from illness.

Zinnia weakly pushed herself up, attempting to rise from the bed. Yannis immediately reached out to steady her.

With Yannis‘ help, Zinnia sat up and leaned against the nightstand. There was still a dull ache in her chest. Her brows knitted slightly in discomfort.

“What’s wrong? Still not feeling well? Let me call the doctor.” Yannis tensed up at the slightest frown from Zinnia.

After getting Zinnia back to her room, Yannis immediately called in a cardiologist to examine her.

Zinnia’s condition was far from reassuring. This cardiac episode marked a turning point. Zinnia’s attacks would now occur with increasing frequency.

A heart transplant was her only hope, but her fragile condition made the surgery too dangerous at this stage.

The best option would be for Zinnia to wait until she turned eighteen for the heart transplant. That would be safest for her condition.

It was not that the surgery couldn’t be done earlier, but doing it ahead of time still carried significant risks.

If Zinnia’s condition remained stable, they’d prefer for her to wait until she turned eighteen for the heart transplant.

“Yannis, I’m uncomfortable.” Zinnia’s voice came out faint and whispery as she instinctively grabbed Yannis‘ hand and pressed it against her chest.

“Right here, it hurts so much,” Zinnia whispered, but she had no idea how to ease the pain.

After her illness, Zinnia had grown unusually fragile and docile. She lowered her gaze, her eyes clouded with

confusion.

Yannis asked anxiously. “Should I call the doctor

condition couldn’t

Yannis, her voice hoarse and fragile.

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taking in the exhaustion etched across his face, Zinnia slowly blinked, her eyes moist. She leaned in and rested her

ever think that way, Zinnia. You

treasure, a blessing in our lives.” Yannis looked down at Zinnia nestled in his arms, his palm

worry about me, and all these things wouldn’t have happened.” Zinnia spoke,

ago, none of these things would have happened, Zinnia thought. ‘Or maybe if I’d died during one of my earlier attacks, none of

that,” Yannis said. A look of deep

you would be so tired. Nathan wouldn’t be hurting like this either.”

much easier, Zinnia thought bitterly. ‘However, right now, even if Nathan is sick, he still has to worry

so

Yannis had

earlier medical evaluation, Nathan should have had over a month left. But after they returned from the mountain, Nathan’s condition suddenly took

worried herself sick. Nathan’s condition had

has been brewing medicine for me–medicine that keeps my condition stable,” Zinnia spoke slowly. “But every time he does it, it takes a tremendous toll on

health, brewing medicine for me would still take a heavy

but it worked wonders for her. After taking that medicine, Zinnia’s

If Nathan wanted to keep something from her, there was simply no way Zinnia

He gently stroked the top of her head and said, “That’s why you need to focus on

thing was undeniable. Nathan’s love for her knew no bounds. He

the door. They both looked toward the door. Softly, the door

open.

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figure outside. In an instant, she shot straight up and instinctively swung her legs

froze, stubbornly rooting herself to the spot as she forcibly checked her impulse to step

as pale as a sheet.

and trembling,

silent, refusing to

angry with me?” Nathan asked softly, his lips pressing into a thin, worried line. Zinnia looked away, refusing to meet his

L–Let me check you, okay?” Nathan spoke in broken, halting sentences, each word a struggle. Jackson gently wheeled