“No thanks. I’m mature enough to do it on my own,” replied Maison as he quickly dragged his luggage in front of the wardrobe and began trying to hang his clothes up inside.
Feeling helpless, Jenna ultimately said that she had some things to attend to, and promptly left, causing the pleased boy to smirk.
Once she was out of sight, Maison immediately turned to look at the cold Zivon before saying, “The wardrobe’s too high for me, Daddy…! Come help me out here…!”
…What was this brat’s problem? Not wanting to bother too much about such a trivial thing, Zivon simply complied…
Unbeknownst to him, while Zivon was busy hanging Maison’s clothes up, the boy himself sneakily began taking photos and short videos inside and outside the room to send to Xavia. Attached with the photos was a message, stating, ‘We’ve reached Milan, Aunt! First things first, Daddy refused to sleep in the same room as Lady Lockhart.’
‘He even refused her offer to help him hang his clothes up for him! Oh, and one more thing! While we were on the plane, I heard Daddy mutter that your eyes were as beautiful as the stars in the night sky! That’s all for my first report!’
It didn’t take long for Xavia—who was now ten thousand miles away from the trio—to read Maison’s message, and after going through the entire thing, she couldn’t help but stare at the image of the prestigious Zivon hanging up his clothes… Somehow, even when that man was doing something as mundane as this, he was still able to retain his classy elegance…
That aside, he had said that her eyes were as beautiful as stars…? That was clearly part of Maison’s ploy to get them together again!
With that in mind, she ultimately replied, ‘I’m sure you’re tired after that long flight, Maison… While I appreciate the update, do get some rest first… Also, you don’t have to report back to me... There’s really nothing going on between your father and I…’
Maison, for one, didn’t buy that. After all, both of them had still been pretty flirty with each other before this. Had they not fought, they’d probably have a child by now…!
Through that understanding, Maison simply texted back, ‘Aunt, while Daddy may seem sulky and prideful, most of the time, he simply doesn’t know how to properly express himself… While he’s mad now, you’ll just need to take the initiative to grab his attention again once he’s done sulking. Well, I’ll be heading to bed first! Good night!’
After reading Maison’s final message, Xavia went silent for a while. Even if she did initiate anything, she knew for a fact that Zivon wouldn’t ever treat her like before again… After all, things between them were just that complicated…
Regardless, as Zivon walked into the shower, Maison—who was still on his phone—made sure to delete some of his messages with Xavia before leaving his phone atop the drawer and heading to bed…
It was about twenty minutes later when the ringing of a phone could be heard. This prompted Zivon to get out and have a look at Maison’s ringing phone…
To his surprise, not only was the screen unlocked, but there was also a chat log displayed.
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