Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master novel Chapter 774

D*mn it, what was wrong with her?!

He was Jenna’s husband!

Overwhelmed with guilt, Xavia did not know how to reply to him.

[Talk to you later, something came up.] A new message from Zivon popped up, and Xavia heaved a sigh of relief.

However, she was also very curious. What could have happened at this late hour of the night? He was sleeping with Jenna and they were acting as if they were trying for a second child to fool Lady Burton, right?

When Xavia recalled what she had seen when she accidentally walked in on them the other day, the butterflies in her stomach instantly disappeared. Her heart felt heavy, and it was almost as if it was difficult to breathe.

In the end, he was still someone else’s husband.

Why did he have to make her feel so many things?

And what right did she have to feel jealous or get upset if he was with his wife?

After that, Zivon sent several messages to Xavia but she did not read them or reply to them.

She couldn't keep this up—she could not share a man with another woman.

Since he had not gotten any reply from her, Zivon figured she had fallen asleep. He felt a little disappointed, as if something was missing in his heart.

He did not want to disturb her, so he turned off his cell phone.

Tonight, Zivon had used his wounds as an excuse to check into a separate room, and his grandmother did not bother to ask him about it.

As he laid on the spacious bed, he couldn't help but think of Xavia’s soft lips, her warm breath, and her small hands last night… as well as the unforgettably exhilarating experience in the car.

With a groan, he slid off the bed and went into the bathroom.

…

The next day.

The sun was shining brightly.

Zivon got out of bed and treated his wound, then changed into a suit.

Normally, he would have disposed of the suit and boxers from yesterday, but when he thought of how shy and embarrassed Xavia was as she stood in front of the counter back then, his gaze softened. He hand-washed the clothes and hung them out to dry.

By the time he had finished everything, it was already nine o’clock in the morning.