Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Lydia rushed to the shop, but when she reached the doorway and saw the figure sitting inside with their back turned, she froze, unable to take another step.

Lydia stared at the figure ahead. After years of reliving this memory and mistaking countless others for Zinnia, she knew instantly that this time, it had to be her.

“Mrs. Hollis, this jerky is really delicious,” Zinnia remarked in the quiet shop.

Hearing that familiar, sweet tone she hadn’t heard in years, Lydia felt her eyes grow moist.

“Zinnia, you’re finally back.” Lydia’s voice quivered, barely containing her emotion.

Zina turned around and saw the girl walking toward her, step by step. When her gaze landed on those reddened eyes, Zina froze, momentarily stunned by the flood of emotions.

The moment Lydia saw that familiar face, tears welled up in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.

Seeing her tears, Zina instinctively rose to her feet. Though she didn’t recognize who this woman was, an inexplicable heaviness settled in her chest.

“Zinnia, I knew you were still alive.” Lydia rushed forward and pulled her into a crushing embrace.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face as she spoke in a choked sob, “Zinnia, you’re finally back. We’ve been searching for you all these years.”

Zina felt the warm tears soaking into her shoulder. A heaviness settled in her chest.

‘I really thought no one in Jinston would ever want me back,‘ Zinnia thought. ‘Daddy said that when they found me, I was already on the brink of death. I must have had a really hard time living in Jinston.‘

But now, hearing the girl’s choked sobs in front of her, Zina thought, ‘Maybe I wasn’t so unwelcome in Jinston after all. Maybe, in fact, I was even quite popular there. All because she said they‘

Zina was tightly hugged by her. She awkwardly patted the girl’s shoulder. “Um, don’t cry. I’m not good at this comforting thing, you know? It’s already noon. Are you hungry? Let’s have lunch first. You can talk while we

eat,”

‘Damn, I’ve never had to comfort anyone before, Zinnia thought.

Ever since she woke up, it had always been others comforting Zinnia. Because of her father’s status, she was always the one being fussed over, never the one doing the comforting.

Zina didn’t know who the girl was before, but that didn’t stop Zina from wanting to comfort a pretty girl. She simply couldn’t bear seeing pretty girls cry.

Bonnie added gently, “That’s right, Lydia. Why don’t you and Zinnia sit down and talk? She’s lost her memory and doesn’t remember any of us now.”

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crying as she looked at Zinnia. “You

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wonder she never came back to us, even though she was alive. So she’s lost

voice, Zina felt a pang of guilt. “It’s

Lydia she’d forgotten. She couldn’t recall anyone from her past. Zina thought to herself, ‘I must seem like such a jerk

beside her. She carefully

hurried into the kitchen and quickly whipped up a steaming plate

Zina said, feeling a bit

of you all the time. Now that you’re finally back, let me do something for

gentle breeze in the warm sunlight–just hearing it made one feel at

charmer back then. After all, I was lucky enough to meet someone as gentle and beautiful

acts, it seems this is just how we always were together. I guess I really was lovable. Otherwise, who would dote on

Otherwise, how could I have been lucky enough to meet someone

into a gentle

she could feel was joy, joy that Zinnia was alive, and even more, that she was still as bright and full

ever,

her lying lifeless

not knowing if she was alive or

whole month, Lydia also searched for Zinnia, but she found nothing. No matter how hard she tried, nothing. Lydia even scoured every coastal surveillance feed, but there wasn’t a

you

captivating, alluring eyes, where a

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clear and gentle now, utterly unlike the phone calls from back then, where

to fully bloom, making her even more breathtakingly stunning and captivating than

welling up in her eyes. ‘After four long

out a

you remember anyone at all? Like Yannis or Nathan?”

ears, Zina felt a

murmured, her eyes clouded with