Chapter 202
When Zinnia woke up, morning had already come. Soft light filtered through the cream–colored curtains, filling the room with a gentle dow
Suddenly, Zinnia felt a bloating pain in her belly. She quickly scrambled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom to take care of her perines needs. Afterward, she came out and sniffled.
She thought, ‘Well, my nose is stuffed up. I knew staying out in the cold last night would come back to bite me. Did Yannis catch a cold of pott
‘No idea when he left his room, or how long he was out in the cold wind last night. He’d been drinking, so he’s more likely to catch a cold than i am
With concern about Yannis, Zinnia couldn’t be bothered to go back to sleep. Besides, her stomach was still cramping, and all she wanted was something warm to drink. She opened the door and stepped out.
It was already daylight outside. As she looked around, her gaze fell on Yannis sitting in the living room.
Dressed in a gray tracksuit, Yannis sat upright with a laptop on his lap. His sharp brows and chiseled features exuded an air of cold elegance and quiet nobility, yet his distant gaze was tinged with aloof indifference.
Yannis was fully sober. Seeing Zinnia rush out anxiously, he set aside his laptop, stood up, and walked over to her. He called out, “Zinnia.”
Zinnia held onto Yannis’s hand and looked up at him with concern. She asked, “You didn’t catch a cold, did you?”
“I don’t. Are you feeling unwell? Should I call a doctor?” Yannis asked, his heart softening at her anxious, caring gaze.
After a night’s rest, Yannis had reverted to his usual aloof and noble self, with no trace of last night’s vulnerability. Watching him, Zinnia thought with relief, ‘He probably doesn’t remember anything that happened while he was drunk.‘
After checking his pulse and finding it normal, Zinnia released his hand. She said, “Good thing you didn’t catch a cold.”
Feeling the fleeting touch on his wrist was nothing like the tight grip she’d held him with last night, a silent loneliness welled up in Yannis’s chest. He asked, “Zinnia, did you catch a cold? Shall I call a doctor for you?”
Yannis thought, ‘Zinnia isn’t the type to worry for no reason. If she is concerned about me being sick, it must be because she has noticed something unusual. Maybe she is the one who isn’t feeling well.‘
A look of concern clouded the usual clarity and gentleness in his eyes.
“I’m fine, Yannis. And don’t you remember? I’m a doctor myself,” Zinnia said.
She thought, ‘My nose is a bit stuffy, nothing serious. I’ll just make myself some medicine later. What bothered her were the cramps in her lower abdomen, leaving her looking noticeably pale.
Yannis‘ gaze dropped to her slightly pale lips, his concern lingering. He asked, “Zinnia, you’re looking pale. Are you feeling alright?”
“No, I’m fine. I am just having some cramps,” Zinnia stammered, her eyes darting away, unable to meet Yannis’s gaze. At that moment, she felt Yannis seemed just as stubborn as he had been the night before.
Noticing her evasive gaze and hearing what she said, Yannis immediately realiz
it
I was that time of the month for her, and a flush crept up his ears.
Zinnia asked, “Where’s Jackson? Did he leave already?” She glanced around anxiously and thought, ‘I didn’t have the chance to tell him about Donald’s
matter.‘
Yannis replied, “He has gone to work. How about some gnocchi soup for breakfast? I made them fresh this morning,”
s said.
Zinnia thought, ‘Well then, I’ll talk to Jackson later.‘ Then she nodded and said, “Sure.” Right now, all she wanted was something warm to eat, anything
would do.
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Chapter 202
Okay, Zinnia, walt here a moment. I’ll go took you some gnocchi soup,” Yannis said, turning toward the kitchen.
Zinnia had intended to tell Jackson about Donald’s matter the previous night, but seeing how exhausted he looked, she didn’t want to trooble Ne further and decided not to mention it.
Now that it was already the next day, she planned to send him a message to let him know. So she returned to her room to get her phone.
AD
