His train of thought was finally cut short when he heard Nathan yell, “W-wait! Boss! She’s bleeding…!”
When he heard that, Zivon finally looked down… and sure enough, her knee was bleeding. Some of the blood had even dried out by this point…
Squinting slightly, he was prompted to ask, “…Who did this to you? What’s the meaning of this?”
Chuckling bitterly, Xavia replied, “Just noticed, huh…? Look behind me. There’s already a small pool of blood there. I’ve been bleeding for a long time…”
Realizing that she was right, he couldn’t help but purse his lips before saying, “…I’m sorry. I failed to notice in time. Nathan! Get me a first aid kit-”
“It’s fine. After all, you were so sure that I was a whore that you didn’t even consider looking at anything else aside from how ragged I was. You didn’t notice the shattered vase, the broken window, or the blood… And thanks to that, I finally know how you view me. So stop pretending that you care about me, alright?”
Though her words hurt, he couldn’t refute them at all. After all, she had been pretty spot on… That aside, she was now treating him like a complete stranger, and that genuinely hurt him. Clenching his fists, he was prompted to reply, “…This can wait. For now, just let me patch up your wounds-”
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