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.

refusing to let go. The flowers carried an intense, almost unnatural shade of blue. The

let go?” Yannis asked softly, reaching to take

She must have these flowers, the impulse surging through

simply seen them in

on the table. The

at the flowers

Zinnia looked up

Yannis announced, his

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missing?” Jackson burst into

resting on the table, they blazed

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

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

exceedingly rare, nearly impossible to find in this world. Yet now, they had managed to

Florivive to blossom; as long as it fully

one could ever predict when or where it might appear; finding it was pure luck. And

for Zinnia as

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65 vouchers

Now that she had found a solution, a glimmer

asked, “Zinnia, do you want us

she focused entirely on

said nothing more. He and Yannis watched her work, neither daring to

all the ingredients,

two men kept their eyes on her as she searched the room for something else, following her

handed it to him, then rolled up her own sleeve, wordlessly signaling Yannis to draw

final ingredient needed for

fixed on her bared arm. Because she had been alternating

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

month, as Nathan wasted away,

all morning, and having her blood drawn so suddenly would take a heavy toll on

Zinnia pressed her lips together, then turned and walked over to

had long gone cold. She picked up the plate and wolfed down the food in

wanting to stop her, but she had already finished eating.

arm. Yannis looked down at her pale arm, blue veins stark beneath the skin. His lips pressed into a

The medicine had to be boiled with her blood to

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