Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Chapter 568

“Alright, hold these flowers. I’ll go take a shower and change my clothes, otherwise I’ll make you cold, Yannis said gently. He didn’t dare hug her for too long, afraid she might catch a chill.

He let go of her, stepped back, and handed her the flowers. There was water on the flowers, so he gently patted them dry.

“Would you wait for me in our room? I’ll join you right after my shower.” Yannis coaxed her.

Zinnia remained silent, simply gazing at him. Lately, she had been speaking very little, and Yannis never pressured her. Clutching the flowers, Zinnia watched as he went to shower and change.

Zinnia watched as Yannis disappeared into the room, then remained rooted to the spot outside, standing guard like a silent sentinel.

Nathan’s health was declining by the day, so the family had a special ICU set up for him at home.

Jackson kept a constant vigil by his bedside, watching over Nathan around the clock.

Worried about leaving Zinnia alone, Yannis hurried through his shower. When he came out, he saw Zinnia still standing exactly where he’d left her, still as a statue. She hadn’t moved an inch.

The wind from outside swept in, blowing against her willowy frame. Strands of hair clung to her face, but she made no move to brush them away.

“You’ve been waiting out here for me this whole time?” Yannis asked as he took the towel from his head and draped it over his shoulder, walking over to her.

His deep eyes were filled with worry as he reached out and touched her hand, only to find it ice–cold from the wind. He frowned.

Before he could say anything, Zinnia’s fingertips gently sought his wrist, feeling for his pulse. Her usually indifferent expression was now focused and serious.

Yannis stood still, letting her examine him. “Don’t worry. I’m fine and won’t catch a cold.”

Only after confirming he was truly all right did Zinnia finally let go of his hand.

Holding Zinnia’s hand, Yannis gently led her. “Let’s go back to your room.”

She wasn’t herself right now. The slightest disturbance could unsettle her.

“The food has gone cold again. Shall I whip up something fresh for you?” Yannis asked gently as he led her back to the room. The meal on the table had cooled once more, though Zinnia had barely touched it.

Zinnia said nothing, just sat there clutching the bouquet tightly, staring at the flowers with an unreadable expression.

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“How about I put them in a vase for you? Your hands are freezing, Let’s warm them up first,” As he spoke, he reached out to take the flowers from her hands.

grip, refusing to let go. The flowers carried an intense, almost unnatural shade of blue. The color was so vivid it bordered on surreal, with glistening dewdrops clinging to

go?” Yannis asked softly, reaching to take the flowers

silent. She must have these flowers, the impulse surging through

simply seen them in the rain, and somehow,

notification sounded from Yannis‘ phone on the table. The

at the flowers in Zinnia’s hands,

his sudden shift in mood, Zinnia looked

we can save Nathan,” Yannis announced, his voice

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Bluenoom really the final ingredient we’ve been missing?” Jackson burst into

eyes landed on the Bluenoom resting on

Yarbrough Manor today and, by chance, stumbled upon an ancient text. In it, she found mention of a

could find the Bluenoom, combine it with Florivive, and add alchemist’s blood, any poison in the world could

impossible to find in this world. Yet now,

to wait for Florivive to blossom; as long as it fully unfurled, it could be added

survival conditions were brutally specific. No one could ever predict when or where

Zinnia as a child was,

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auxiliary herbs before. Now that she had found

asked, “Zinnia, do you

silent, her brows furrowed as she focused

He and Yannis watched

preparing all the ingredients, Zinnia placed them

eyes on her as she searched the room for something else, following her

over to Yannis. She handed it to him,

was the final ingredient

been alternating arms for previous blood draws, a small mark was already visible where the

not feeling well, and you haven’t eaten yet. Why don’t you eat

Nathan wasted

hadn’t eaten all morning, and having her blood drawn so suddenly would take a

lips together, then turned and walked over to

up the plate and

brimmed with concern, wanting to stop her, but she had already finished

her pale arm, blue veins

needed to draw about 14 fluid ounces of her blood. The medicine had to be boiled with

just 1.4 ounces daily for ten days, and even that left her pale each time. Now she