After a brief pause, Xavia decided to play dumb as she replied, “…What could you possibly mean, Young Master Burton…?”
“…Have you truly forgotten?” asked Zivon as he eyed her suspiciously from head to toe.
Quickly averting her gaze, Xavia then said, “I-I’m afraid so! You already know how bad my memory is… That aside, the drug was so strong that I lost myself for the longest time… That would explain why I instinctively stabbed you this morning… But putting all that aside, how did you even manage to find me?”
While Xavia was clearly trying to change the subject, she was truthfully curious about that as well.
In response, Zivon replied, “I heard him mention cup noodles while he was talking to you on the phone. With that in mind, I deduced that you two were at a gas station, and after some quick research, I found that there was only one gas station along that road.”
“Since I knew that he had probably drugged the noodles, I figured that he wouldn’t drive too far off to have his way with you. At the very least, I deduced that he’d stop somewhere where he was sure that there weren’t any surveillance cameras nearby,” added Zivon.
…His deductive power was truly on another level… While she was now filled with admiration for him, she also felt incredibly moved. After all, this meant that despite the heavy rain yesterday, he had taken the time to thoroughly search for her…!
Truth be told, Xavia could vaguely recall him showing up to save her… Though the memory was blurry, she remembered that his clothes were damp, and his hair was hanging low as fine raindrops trickled down his chiseled face...
Getting flustered just from the thought of it, she quickly replied, “…I-I see… Speaking of which, what about the man himself? Did you copy down his car license plate number? Or get a picture of him at least? I want him jailed…!”
“Jailed? That’d be letting him off easy. Don’t worry, I’ve already dealt with him, and he won’t be able to do any other bad things in his lifetime…” growled Zivon.
…Wasn’t going to be able to…? Did Zivon sever his hands or something…?! Curious, Xavia couldn’t help but ask, “…What exactly did you do to him…?”
“Nothing too serious. I simply sliced the tendons off both his hands,” replied Zivon.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master