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.

go. The flowers carried an intense, almost unnatural shade of blue. The color

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

She must have these flowers, the impulse surging through her, though she couldn’t

‘Why do I need these flowers? I have simply seen them

sounded from Yannis‘ phone on the table.

message and glancing at the flowers in Zinnia’s hands, surprise flashed across his

shift in mood, Zinnia looked up at

save Nathan,” Yannis announced,

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Bluenoom really the final ingredient we’ve been missing?” Jackson burst into the home lab, breathless with

landed on the Bluenoom resting on the table, they blazed

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

and add alchemist’s blood, any poison in the world

was exceedingly rare, nearly impossible to find

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

where

Nathan poured into caring for Zinnia as a child was, in

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65 vouchers

She’d already looked for countless auxiliary herbs before. Now that she had found

do you want us to

her brows furrowed as she focused entirely on measuring the

watched her work, neither daring

the ingredients, Zinnia

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

blood–drawing kit and walked over to Yannis. She handed it to him, then rolled up her

was the final ingredient

had been alternating arms for previous blood draws, a

Why don’t you eat something first?” Yannis lowered his gaze, worry etched in

Nathan wasted away,

blood drawn so suddenly would take a heavy toll on her

lips together, then turned

food on the table had long gone cold. She picked up the

stop her,

Yannis and held out her arm. Yannis looked down at her pale arm, blue veins stark

her blood. The medicine had to be boiled with her blood to fully

left her pale each time. Now she had to give ten