Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master novel Chapter 889

She had accidentally said that due to her overexcitement…! Now pale with apprehension, Xavia meekly turned to look at Keith while asking, “…Um… Are… you mad…?”

After continuing to gaze deeply at her for quite a while, Keith eventually smiled—when he saw how frightened she was—and said, “Not at all.”

Upon hearing that, Xavia—who had nearly been frightened to death—grabbed a tissue from Keith’s compartment box before tossing it at him and grumbling, “That unnecessarily long silence was terrifying, you know…?”

“Really? I found your fear quite fun,” joked Keith, prompting Xavia to huff before turning to look away from him.

Following that, she got her phone out before sending Zivon a message, stating, ‘Can I have a meal with Young Master Keith, Zivon…? He said that this was going to be our last meal together… In other words, our contract will be officially terminated following this meal. I’ll be able to move out from his house then!’

Little did Xavia know that Zivon had been closely watching her from the moment she stepped into Keith’s car…

From Zivon’s point of view, though the woman had acted pretty casually at the start, she suddenly became overjoyed after Keith said something. What’s more, she had even playfully thrown a piece of tissue at Keith! The fact that that action had felt like lovers flirting around filled Zivon with irritation. It didn’t help that she had never shown such a happy side toward him before…!

Regardless, after reading through her message, his expression instantly turned bitter. Last meal? As if that was believable!

Though he was now brimming with anger, he ultimately replied, ‘Sure.’

With how bland his reply was, Zivon wanted to see whether she could tell that he was enraged… But to Zivon’s annoyance, Xavia didn’t seem to think too much of it! Instead, the joyous girl simply said something to Keith… and shortly after, Keith’s car drove off.

After a brief silence, Zivon slammed his fists against his steering wheel again! If the steering wheel was sentient, it’d surely be crying in misery by this point…

Regardless, all of a sudden, he heard a familiar voice call out, “…Um… Brother Zivon…?”