Fiona?
Or his first love, who was the love of his love?
Thinking about it, Jenna was really miserable as a woman.
“What are you thinking of?” Just as she was lost in her thoughts, the man stood tall in front of her, blocking her way.
Xavia raised her gaze and looked at his chiseled and handsome face. She quickly shook her head.
“Nothing.” She should not be interfering in his private affairs.
Zivon looked at her with a serious expression in his eyes, but he did not ask much. Instead, he took her hand and placed the medicine in her delicate palm.
“Apply it twice a day and don’t let water get to the wound in the next two days. Watch out for any infections.”
It was an instruction that also seemed like a command.
Xavia felt that Zivon, who cared about others, seemed to be fatally attractive, and her cheeks instantly flushed red.
“Mhm.” She nodded before she walked toward the elevator in a hurry.
Zivon also walked up to her and entered the elevator with Xavia as he pressed the button for the floor.
The elevator doors closed slowly, isolating the two in a different world.
Fiona, standing at the entrance of her department, retracted her gaze as she clenched her fists tightly.
Why did she feel as though Zivon had changed? Had Jenna changed too?
No, she was just a vixen. She climbed into Zivon’s bed back then and gave birth to his child. Now, she was undoubtedly using some other underhanded means to attract Zivon so that he would marry her.
Shameless!
***
Downstairs.
Nathan had already dismissed all the doctors and nurses in the ward in advance when he found out that Xavia and Zivon were coming.
The ward was very quiet, and only the two minor children were flipping through books on the bed.
When the children saw them coming in, they instantly turned their heads around and ignored them.
Nathan quickly stepped forward. “Young Master Burton, Miss Lockhart, you two are finally here. Both Yulia and the little master have not eaten anything at all today. The little master also did not eat anything at all yesterday.”
Did not eat anything?
Zivon looked at the angry expression on his son’s face, and he remembered how he had been neglecting his son for the last two days because he had been so busy with the wedding.
He walked over and said, “I will ask Uncle Miller to buy you the fresh meatballs that you love, okay?”
Maison raised his head and looked at Zivon. “Who are you, Uncle? Do I know you?”
Zivon’s face fell. “Brat! I’m your father!”
“Oh? My father is with another woman, and he doesn't want me anymore. I don’t have a father anymore,” Maison said with righteous indignation.
“I made a unilateral announcement at 22:22:22 last night to dissolve the father and son relationship between the both of us. From now on, I am a child without a father. I’m just a pitiful grass that is swaying with the wind.”
The corners of Zivon’s mouth twitched as he was rendered speechless.
He was already swaying with the wind when his father was not dead yet?!
“Why don’t you float with the ocean current then?”
“That’s fine too!” Maison nodded arrogantly.
Zivon was very angry at this point.
For the first half of his life, all of his projects and career had always gone very well, and it had all always been perfect.
It was just this little brat who was always going against him.
The atmosphere in the air became incomparably cold and depressing.
Xavia was afraid that Maison would get beaten up again. So, she walked over to him quickly and said, “Maison, people will have to eat and fill up their stomachs no matter how powerful they are. So, how can you go without eating for two days? You should be obedient and eat.”
Maison looked at her and shook his head as he retorted, “I don’t want to. I have already lost my father, so I do not want to eat.”
Xavia was speechless.
Did Maison really dislike Jenna that much? How badly did Jenna treat Maison in private?
Xavia was helpless, and she could only try to find a way to get to Maison through Yulia.
“Yulia, you are ill. So, why aren’t you eating?”
Yulia pouted as she looked at Xavia and said innocently, “Brother Maison is not eating, so I’m not eating either. We will stick with each other for better or for worse.”
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