While Xavia’s initial gift preparation provided physical comfort, the one she had just given him provided a more spiritual one… and in the end, Zivon’s eyes couldn’t help but darken as he slightly clenched his fists…
Xavia, for one, was unable to tell what he was feeling. Had she been too reckless…? Had he not expected this step to come so quickly…? Perhaps he didn’t have long-term plans at all…?
In the end, Xavia couldn’t help but apprehensively say, “…I made that throughout the afternoon while I was waiting for Keith to wake up at the hospital… If you don’t like it, you can just treat it as an ornament or something-”
Before Xavia could even finish her sentence, Zivon suddenly hugged her tighter before saying, “I love it. I was just thinking that you should’ve added another small puppet in… If you had done that, then the gift would’ve been twice as meaningful…”
…W-was he implying that he wanted a baby…?! Before the blushing woman could even snap out of it, Zivon was already kissing her on the lips! However… Despite how sudden his action was, his kiss was gentle and near-irresistible… As she felt the air in her lungs thin out, Xavia couldn’t help but realize that he loved kissing her more than ever now…
That aside, she didn’t hate his kisses anymore either… Hell… She was… growing to like them…
Her train of thought was cut short when she suddenly heard a familiar voice yell, “Aunt…!”
Turning around, Xavia saw that it was Maison… and he was standing at the door, looking extremely angered.
Before the blushing woman could even push Zivon away, Maison had already stepped between them, shielding Xavia behind him as he growled, “Don’t you dare defile Aunt…! Don’t be tricked by his looks, Aunt! He’s nothing but scum! You aren’t allowed to reconcile with him…!”
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