It honestly felt suffocating looking at him lie all indifferently. Now on the verge of crying, the infuriated woman was prompted to snap, “You…! …Forget it! I’m not talking to you!”
Just as she was about to wheelchair herself away, however, Zivon quickly grabbed onto the handles before pulling her back and declaring, “I thought I made it clear that we needed to be more direct with each other. I really don’t want there to be another slew of misunderstandings, so please be more mature about this.”
He was the immature one here! Now fuming in rage, Xavia couldn’t stop herself from retorting, “You think you’re so mature, don’t you?! After all, you were hugging and touching ‘Jenna’ all over back then, right?! Yeah, I know because that was me! You piece of sexually driven scum!”
Finally realizing why she was so mad, Zivon replied, “Did you honestly think I would’ve done that had I not known that it was you?”
“…You… What? Explain yourself!” retorted Xavia who knew what she had experienced.
Pulling her closer to him, Zivon then calmly said, “I already had a feeling that it was you back when you massaged my forehead in the car. I could also tell that it was you the following night simply because of the way you spoke, and that porridge you made. Also, only you would’ve been capable of feeding me sleep powder.”
Zivon never faltered as he gave his explanation, which meant that he was telling the truth… Though shocked by this revelation, Xavia quickly realized something else.
“…So… If you knew that was me this entire time… Then did you do all that just to piss me off…?!” replied Xavia.
To her dismay, Zivon simply replied, “You could say that.”
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