Upon hearing that, Xavia was first startled… and shortly after, she felt aggrieved! Zivon’s order had ruined the atmosphere, and the drugged-up girl couldn’t help but whimper, “I’m already so uncomfortable… Why are you still being so fierce to me…?”
This left Zivon momentarily speechless. As if he could even bear to be fierce to her…
In the end, Zivon decided to coax her in a soft voice, “…Look, you’re not you at the moment… Be a good girl and let me take you to the hospital…”
Following that, Zivon carried her to the passenger seat before fastening her seatbelt and restarting the car. Rolling down the window by his side, Zivon allowed the cool, rainy breeze to calm his nerves…
While he was really fond of her, he really didn’t want to use her current frailness to take advantage of her… After all, he recalled the last time Maison had set them up. At the time, she had gotten drunk in a bar, and upon sobering up, her first action was to slap him!
With that in mind, Zivon was worried that if he gave in to his urges now, she’d hate him till the end of time… That was the last thing he wanted, so he made sure to always keep himself in check.
Regardless, by the time they arrived at the hospital’s underground parking lot, Xavia was already crying and making a scene. She was extremely uncomfortable, and she seemed to be facing an emotional collapse. It was truly unbearable to watch…
Still, he had made his mind up, and Zivon wasn’t about to waver. With that, he held onto her small, tear-filled face before commanding in a stern tone, “Look at me, Xavia.”
Sensing his usual pressuring aura, the still-sobbing Xavia snapped out of it a little as she looked into his eyes while murmuring, “…Why…? Zivon… What’s wrong with me…? I feel so uncomfortable…!”
Her helplessness and constant complaining weren’t making things easy for Zivon to resist his impulse to save her… Physically. So what if she grew to hate him? In the end, all she could do was be his woman.
Thankfully, his arrogance and self-esteem were strong enough to stop him from continuing such thoughts. Staring deeply into her eyes, he simply replied, “…My discomfort is much more than yours at the moment. Now sit here and wait for me… I’ll get some medicine for you. I’ll be back as soon as possible, so make sure to stay here. Understand?”
The medicine would supposedly take effect in about ten minutes, and depending on her answer, he was tempted to consider ‘saving her’ in a different way during that period of time…
Regardless, his question momentarily left her startled. While she was still addled, she still heard the question loud and clear. Did she like him…? This… was only a dream, right…? It must be.
Convinced that none of this was real—and knowing how much she needed him now—, Xavia soon muttered, “I do… Now hurry up and save me already…!”
As Xavia took the chance to kiss him again, Zivon fell silent.
To him, she was clearly lying. Even so, it was extremely difficult for him to get a chance to hear her say such a thing…
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