Chapter 650

“The hell do you think you’re doing?!” grumbled Xavia as she glared daggers at him. Staring back at the resistant girl, Zivon simply replied in a stern tone, “Is Keith or your hand more important now? Focus on having your wounds treated.” Following that, he tossed Zayne’s phone back to the speechless doctor. What on earth? Wasn’t Xavia being a bit too cold toward Zivon? Also, Zivon… was that jealousy he sensed? Though these questions lingered in Zayne’s mind, he kept his thoughts to himself as he began treating Xavia’s wounds, hoping that this would lessen his presence… Whatever the case was, Xavia spent the next half-hour clenching her teeth, sweating, and occasionally tearing up. Despite being given anesthesia, she was still very much distressed… During her time in prison, she remembered telling herself that she’d be good to herself if she ever got the opportunity to leave. Her current situation was proof that she had failed. It didn’t help that since her hand was now injur