Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

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Chapter 567

After crying her heart out, Zinnia fell ill. It was wounds of the heart. Zinnia remained silent, unable to swallow even a bite of bread.

There was truly nothing Zinnia could do about Nathan’s condition anymore.

She could do nothing as Nathan wasted away, his body growing frailer by the day, and the moments when he was awake becoming heartbreakingly rare.

“Zinnia, how about eating something?” Yannis coaxed softly.

He stood by her side, holding a plate, watching as she sat curled up on the daybed, legs drawn to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, her head resting on her knees, staring blankly out the window. His eyes were filled with obvious worry.

For days, Zinnia had remained silent, her eyes hollow and lifeless. She would often sit alone by the window, staring blankly into the distance. Zinnia would only visit Nathan when he was conscious.

Yannis‘ words fell on deaf ears; Zinnia remained silent, her gaze fixed blankly out the window.

Outside, torrential rain pounded relentlessly against the eaves. Zinnia stared blankly out the window, her eyes unfocused.

“Zinnia, Nathan will wake up soon. If he finds out you haven’t eaten again, he’ll worry and won’t be able to rest properly.” Unable to persuade her, Yannis brought up Nathan again.

At the mention of Nathan, a flicker passed through Zinnia’s eyes. Yet she remained silent and unresponsive.

Yannis held the spoon, scooping up some vegetables mixed with her favorite meat, and brought it to her lips.

The warm food lingered at her lips as Zinnia remained still for a few seconds. Only when its warmth began to fade did she slowly part her lips. Zinnia chewed the food mechanically. Each mouthful lingered in her mouth for what felt like an eternity.

Yannis didn’t push her. The fact that she was willing to eat at all was enough for him.

“There now, just a little more.” When she seemed nearly done chewing, Yannis scooped another spoonful and brought it to her lips.

Zinnia still sat in a daze for a long moment before she slowly began to eat.

“Would you like some soup?” Yannis asked gently.

Zinnia remained unresponsive. She just kept staring blankly out the window.

followed her gaze out the window, but with the rain pouring down so hard, he couldn’t

are you looking at?” he asked gently, searching for any

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expected a response, but then, a raspy, threadlike whisper broke the

hand froze, the spoon slipping from his grasp and

Zinnia hadn’t uttered a word. Ever since that emotional breakdown,

condition where psychological trauma renders her unwilling to speak. In other words, it was a case of

fell silent again. Her gaze drifted back to the window,

window. There, he saw a cluster of strikingly vivid blue flowers. Despite the raging storm, they stood straight and tall, unbowed by the wind

Yannis had already set down his plate and strode out, not giving her a chance to

head, only to find Yannis had already dashed out of the

slowly, then a trace of anxiety gradually surfaced in her eyes. ‘It’s pouring outside, Zinnia

curled up for so long they’d gone stiff

brow furrowed as she looked out the window. Yannis had already reached the blue blossoms, the torrential rain pounding him. In no time, he

back,” Zinnia tried to call out through the window, but her voice failed

all sounds, there was no way Yannis could

sensing her gaze, Yannis turned around. His chiseled face was already soaked

her face and drenched her outstretched hand. She was so weak these days. The slightest chill could make

the top of his voice, his hands working tirelessly as he carefully dug up the

gaze. Through the curtain of rain,

her lips together and withdrew her hand.

a sigh of relief. He bent down and continued digging for the flowers. He made

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lip nervously, she slowly rose from the daybed and began

in days, and even

clear the vertigo, she gripped the handrail tightly and inched her way down, one

Zinnia reached the living room, Yannis burst in, drenched from head to

his arms, about to rush upstairs, when he was

her

over his forehead as rivulets of rainwater

it hard to see Zinnia clearly, so

wrong?” Yannis asked, concern evident in