“Had Xav not entered my life back then, I could’ve easily suffered a worser fate much earlier…” replied Zivon who remembered how depressing his life had been back in the day.
No matter how many women approached him, he never felt a thing for them, that is, until Xavia came along… She was the light of his life, and had she not appeared, there was a good chance that he’d remain aloof and stoic for life… She literally brought excitement and joy back into his life, and he genuinely appreciated that…
Shaking his head, Zivon then added, “She added joy to my meaningless life, and she even gave me such adorable children… I’ve already taken plenty from her, so even if anything were to happen to me now, it really doesn’t matter anymore…”
With how silent Ian and Zayne had gotten, Zivon eventually cleared his throat before saying, “Of course, I won’t go down without a fight… We’ll continue looking for other options, and until then, I’ll continue resting by Xav’s side… Oh, but do get some stronger drugs for me so that I can at least stop vomiting blood for now…”
…For a man at death’s door, he was oddly calm about all this… Maybe it was because he already knew that his odds of survival were close to zero. Or maybe it was because he had already lost hope after failing to wake her up after so long. Whichever it was, it was undeniably that the situation was nothing short of depressing…
Regardless, though the drugs helped to keep his vomiting at bay for a while, he started coughing out more blood at around eight that night. As expected, however, his only response to that was to have Nathan bring him more drugs.
Knowing that the suppressants would only do more harm than good in the long term, Nathan couldn’t help but purse his lips before pleading, “…Could… you please think this through, Young Master Burton…?”
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