The Unwanted Girl Is Their Princess novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193

“Yannis, I got it. No dating, I promise. Can we have dinner now?” Zinnia said flatly, her expression blank. She’d endured Yannis half hous lecture on dating dangers. She marveled at how convincingly he’d warned against romance- despite zero personal experience.

He listed every dating disaster: ruined grades, swindled money, heartbroken sobs. He even

shared a horrific story.

A woman trapped in a nightmare marriage. Her husband starved her. She foraged for wild plants while perpetually pregnant, trailing screaming children. Later, her body became a commodity–kidneys harvested, organs ripped out. Her corpse was wrapped in a mat and tossed to wolves.

Zinnia shuddered. She had to admit, Yannis‘ warnings had left quite an impression–not that she’d ever even considered dating before, but after his terrifying tale today, she was genuinely spooked.

Just the thought of dating gave her a splitting headache. ‘No dating, absolutely not! If I date, I’ll lose my kidneys, she warned herself.

“Zinnia, I’m not banning dating,” Yannis said. “It’s just that you’r

He glanced at her determined eyes. In Maisie’s words, she looked

relaxed a little.

“Okay, no dating,” Zinnia vowed.

still young and could easily get tricked. What if someone really swept you away?”

as a soldier. It seemed she’d really taken his words to heart. He finally

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Relieved she wasn’t annoyed, Yannis cleared his throat and added, like someone, bring him to me. If he’s decent, I won’t stop you. But right now, your top priority is your studies.

“In college, you’ll have great options. Let’s just forget about those high does come with endless worries.‘

nool punks,” he said, while thinking to himself, ‘Having a girl in family really

Raising a girl was nothing like raising a boy. People had to worry about every little thing, and always feared some guy might lead her astray.

Jackson entrusted Zinnia to him. ‘If she really runs off with someone, Jackson will skin me alive. For my own safety, I’d better keep a close eye on her, he thought.

“Okay,” Zinnia replied obediently.

“Alright, let’s go.” Yannis said warmly, “I made buffalo wings and BBQ ribs.”

“You made two meat dishes today!” Zinnia’s eyes lit up with delight.

Yannis teased, “Anyone hearing you would think I starve you.” If it weren’t for her doctor’s orders, he’d make her a whole feast.

“Come on, let’s go eat.” Zinnia bounced up from the bed. “Ribs get tough and dried out if they sit too long.”

Outside the window, the last light of sunset was filtering in after Yannis‘ earlier talking had made the actual sun dip below the horizon.

“Be careful. If you fall, I’m not catching you,” Yannis called out with mock sternness as he quickly strode over to her bed.

“Where are my slippers?” Zinnia asked, looking down and not seeing her slippers.

Yannis had carried her straight in without changing her shoes. “Wait here. I’ll get them,” he said, turning to leave. “Don’t step on the floor barefoot.” Zinnia had been about to step down anyway, but he caught her intention.

Though her bedroom was carpeted, the living area wasn’t. With Zinnia’s frail health, walking barefoot on those chilly tiles might make her sick.

Yannis was back in seconds with her slippers. Seeing Zinnia sitting patiently on the edge of the bed, he placed them at her feet. “Alright then, Your Highness,” he said with amusement, “your slippers await.”

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The playful tone tickled her ears, making them feel warm. “Yannis, you actually keep up with the trends now?” she exclaimed, sliding her fert is slippers and looking at him in surprise.

“I’m not some fossilized boomer,” Yannis said wryly.

Ever since she’d spouted some internet slang that left him completely baffled, he’d made his assistant compile a list of trending online terms no way was he letting her pull some cryptic Gen–Z vanishing act without him catching on.

“Get yourself sorted,” he said, heading for the door. “I’ll go dish up the ribs.”

Zinnia was still in the dress she’d worn to the party, and it was how wrinkles. “Alright,” she replied.

Yannis turned and walked out of the room. He had only meant to check if Zinnia was awake, never expecting to end up staying so long.

After a full afternoon’s nap, Zinnia found herself completely refreshed.

Maelis slapped her, and she slapped back–that settled most of her anger. Not fighting back would have eaten her alive.

That slap only landed because she was totally caught off guard. If Maelis had faced Zinnia head–on and had a real fight, Zinnia might’ve given her some credit. But ambushes? Stalking? Cowardice suited her.

Zinnia sighed. Maybe she and the Shaw family were just fundamentally incompatible. She’d disliked them from the start. Even if they lived under the same roof for a while, some things just weren’t meant to be.

And she swore that, if Maelis tried to hit her again, she wouldn’t hold back.

The next day, Zinnia went to school.

The moment Zinnia stepped into the classroom, Lydia rushed over, dragged her to her seat. Her eyes locked onto Zinnia’s face, a cold fury burning in her eyes. “How dare Maelis hit you?” Lydia seethed.

Looking into Lydia’s worried eyes, Zinnia said softly, “Lydia, I’m fine.”

Lydia remained silent, her fingers gently tracing Zinnia’s cheek. Even after their video call last night confirmed the swelling had subsided, Lydia couldn’t rest easy until she saw it with her own eyes.

The skin was smooth and normal now, but the memory of yesterday’s slap made rage burn inside her.

“It’s healed and doesn’t hurt at all. Don’t worry,” Zinnia said.

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