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,

“We can’t delay any longer. If we keep waiting, things will only get worse,

to lose. Jackson frowned and asked,

“I’ll handle

walked stiffly into the ward, and the moment she saw Zinnia

two months. How could her condition have worsened

while?” Yannis stood outside the door, listening to Maisie crying, and

Maisie stood beside the hospital bed, bending

that Zinnia might never wake up. When she got his call at school, her mind went blank with shock. Without a second thought, she

no matter how much Maisie pleaded, the figure on the hospital bed remained

down Maisie’s cheeks

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upstairs but hesitated in front of the tightly closed hospital room door, none of

have thirty minutes,” Yannis said flatly as

usually calm and rational eyes were fixed intently on Zinnia, unconscious in

happen in just two months? The girl who was once so full of life is now lying here in a coma,’ Lydia

even with all the top specialists

them entered with stiff, hesitant

and the others in the hospital room before slowly closing the door behind

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why are you all here?” Maisie had been keeping vigil by the bed, her eyes swollen from crying. When she saw Lydia and the

we came to check on you.” Ethan’s gaze fell

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

they go look for her. Since Zinnia had previously given

going to Zinnia’s

was on high alert, and it was

outside, they ran into Yannis. Yannis then escorted them upstairs. They followed him

floor they stepped onto was eerily silent, so deathly quiet it sent chills down their spines.

the hospital room and saw Zinnia lying motionless on the bed, all their worst fears

numb legs over to the bedside and bent down. In a trembling whisper, she pleaded, “Zinnia, didn’t you say you’d be going home soon? Why are you

cold, but Lydia’s hands were even colder, a chill that seeped straight from her heart. As she

she might be going to school soon. Now, that hope

knows a leading heart specialist. I–I’ll ask him