By the time Xavia got back to the North Court—with Yulia in her arms, she bumped into Keith as he was descending the stairs. This prompted her to ask, “Leaving at this hour, Young Master Keith?”
Fixing his tie, Keith then said, “Yeah, a situation has popped up.”
Just as he was about to leave, however, he retraced his steps and looked Xavia straight in the eye before adding, “Try not to be around Uncle Zivon whenever I’m not around… It gives the public a reason to shed us in a negative light. Also, remember that the trip will be in two days, so do make sure to free up some of your time.”
After saying that, Keith then ran off, leaving Xavia momentarily speechless. Try not to be around Zivon? Just thinking Keith’s words made her feel rather guilty. After all, not only had she kissed Zivon in the car last night, but they had even slept together…
Had Keith found something out…?
Fast forward to three that morning, Ava couldn’t seem to sleep at all. The two sleeping pills she took didn’t seem to be working either.
“It isn’t good to be awake at this hour, Lady Burton… Should I get Miss Jenna over to give you a massage…?” asked Louisa.
After all, Ava had easily drifted to sleep after ‘Jenna’ gave her a massage back then… Whatever the case was, Ava simply replied, “Jenna’s already a busy woman, and she has to prepare for the ship as well. I don’t want to trouble her any further, nor do I want Zivon to worry about me…”
“With all due respect, they’re your children, Lady Burton… It’s their duty to take care of you. That aside, not telling them about your troubles will only make them feel guilty in the future… With that said, wait here. I’ll be heading to the Private Court to get Young Master Burton and Miss Jenna over,” said Louisa as she tucked Ava in before walking off…
Upon arriving at Zivon’s Private Court, however, she was just about to call out when all of a sudden, she heard Jenna’s tipsy voice saying, “Are you… seriously divorcing me, Zivon…? You know, my heart’s been a mess ever since your last call… I was too anxious to even face you, you know…? It’s only in this drunken state that I’ve gained a bit of courage…!”
Upon hearing that, Zivon simply replied in a frigid tone, “First off, that’s not for you to decide. Secondly, I’ve never been interested in touching you throughout our time together. Don’t you get it? No matter how long you wait, I’ll never be interested in you.”
His words… They felt like several daggers that had just pierced through her saddened heart. They somehow hurt even more than when he had asked for the divorce. This truly was the greatest pain one could inflict on a woman…!
Eventually, Jenna could only flop to the floor, her pretty face looking extremely devastated. True enough, throughout these years, no matter how drunk Zivon got, how much she tried to initiate something between them, and how much Ava set them up, he had never once touched her… Not even once.
The fact that he was a straight man only made it even harder to swallow. After all, if he had actively held back his desire of touching her, didn’t that mean that he didn’t even see her as a tool? What next level humiliation was this…?!
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