Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Zinnia was in a coma. She was already in poor health when the blood draw triggered a heart attack.

Had Yannis and the others not kept a team of cardiology specialists on standby outside, Zinnia wouldn’t have received timely treatment. The consequences would have been catastrophic.

The situation remained grim. She showed no signs of waking up. Zinnia’s body was completely drained. She couldn’t take any more abuse.

“Zinnia’s condition worsens. We must schedule the surgery immediately.” Nathan wheeled himself slowly into the hospital room, his pale, gaunt face etched with grave sorrow.

Nathan gazed at Zinnia lying on the bed, her complexion ashen, the lively spark in her eyes extinguished, lips colorless, long lashes resting limply.

An IV drip was attached to her hand. The monitor emitted a cold, relentless beeping.

A week ago, after receiving the antidote, the deterioration of Nathan’s body gradually came to a halt.

This universal antidote formula worked wonders, even slowly restoring his depleted body.

When Nathan woke up, he was told that Zinnia was in a coma. In that instant, it felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

Nathan thought, ‘Zinnia must have anticipated this outcome. No one knows her condition better than she does. In her current state, giving blood was practically trading her life for it.’

After waking up, Nathan checked Zinnia’s pulse and found her body had reached its breaking point. The strain had triggered a heart attack, leaving her in a comatose state.

Her body and her heart could no longer hold on. Zinnia remained in a comatose state solely because Nathan performed acupuncture to temporarily stabilize her condition.

But given her critical condition, the surgery presented only two possible outcomes. One, she died on the operating table. Two, the surgery succeeded, and she survived.

Zinnia’s life hung by a thread, sustained solely by Nathan’s efforts. But that fragile thread could snap at any moment. This time, even Nathan was powerless to help a lot.

One shock after another these days had pushed Zinnia’s heart to its breaking point.

At those words, Yannis and Jackson’s breathing grew labored.

Yannis‘ voice was hoarse, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zinnia. “Is surgery the only option left?” he asked.

He gazed at Zinnia lying on the bed, consumed by guilt. ‘Had I not agreed to her request, she wouldn’t be lying here in a coma now,‘ Yannis thought bitterly.

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now imperative, Zinnia’s life hung by a thread. Only two choices remained, life

any longer. If we keep waiting,

no more time to lose. Jackson frowned and asked, “What about the

was hoarse. “I’ll handle

and the moment she saw Zinnia lying on

months. How could her condition have worsened so much?‘

a while?” Yannis stood outside the door, listening to Maisie crying, and turned his gaze away. Neither of

up, won’t you? Talk to me, please?” Maisie stood beside the hospital bed, bending forward to grasp Zinnia’s

might never wake up. When she got his call at school, her mind went blank with shock. Without a second thought, she skipped class and had her mother arrange a private

matter how much Maisie pleaded, the figure on the hospital bed

finally spilled down Maisie’s cheeks as she broke down

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and the others went upstairs but hesitated in front of the tightly closed hospital room

thirty minutes,” Yannis said flatly as he opened the

on Zinnia, unconscious

so full of life is

with all the top

entered with stiff, hesitant

Lydia, Ethan, and the others in the hospital room before

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keeping vigil by the bed, her eyes swollen from crying. When she saw Lydia and the

when you left this morning, so we came to check on you.” Ethan’s gaze fell on Zinnia lying in the hospital bed, and, for a moment,

phone call and rushed off in a hurry. Ethan and the others sensed. something was wrong and texted her, but

Lydia suggested they go look for her. Since Zinnia had previously given

surprise, instead of going to Zinnia’s place, Lydia

and it was clear

outside, they ran into Yannis. Yannis then escorted them upstairs. They followed him all the way to the entrance of

so deathly quiet it sent chills down their spines. The oppressive quiet set

they finally stepped into the hospital room and saw Zinnia lying motionless on the bed, all their worst fears were confirmed. Something had

the bedside and bent down. In a trembling whisper, she pleaded, “Zinnia, didn’t you say you’d be going home

took Zinnia’s hand, which was already cold, but Lydia’s hands were even colder, a chill that seeped straight from her heart.

Zinnia had promised she might be going to school soon. Now, that hope felt like a cruel

“My brother knows a leading heart specialist.