Chapter 1033

Moving back to Zivon and Yulia, as they walked around downstairs, the child couldn’t help but gaze at one of the gift boxes on display before muttering, “That costume box set looks so pretty, Future Daddy…” “I could get it for you if you want,” replied Zivon, who never had issues with money. Though Yulia was overjoyed to hear that, she ultimately shook her head before saying, “…You just bought me something the day before yesterday, so Mommy will surely spank me if you get something else for me so soon…” …He hadn’t gotten anything for her, though. With that in mind, Zivon was prompted to ask, “Hmm… What did I buy for you again…?” “The Snow-White Fantasy Set! I really liked it… Mommy said you were late, which was why you bought it to make amends with me… That aside, I haven’t even finished playing with that set yet, so I’ll let this set slide for now! Let’s just have some ice-cream for now, Future Daddy!” replied Yulia in an innocent tone. Upon hearing that, Zivon’s mind couldn’t help but drift for a bit. So, Xavia had bought that gift to coax the child… That aside, it was true that he had broken his promise that night… If only Xavia’s iciness had been because of how late he was, he wouldn’t have ended up this angry. His anger had only stemmed from the fact that she had returned to Keith’s side. Sensing how depressed Zivon looked, Yulia was prompted to say, “Are you unhappy, Future Daddy…? Here, have some of my ice-cream! You’ll feel much better after a bite…” Zivon had never been one to enjoy snacks. However, before he could reply, Yulia quickly brought the ice-cream to his lips while adding, “Come on, try it! It’s really sweet, you know? Just like Mommy!” Knowing that there wasn’t any way to talk the child out of it, Zivon gave the ice-cream a taste… and true enough, it was sweet. Alas, there was nothing sweet about that headache-inducing woman! Whatever the case was, Zivon ended up accompanying Yulia for quite a while… And by the time they returned to Xavia’s ward, the child suddenly had the urge to use the bathroom. This led her to quickly run off. Seeing that, Zivon was about to leave… When Xavia—who was finally done with her drip—walked over to him before saying, “The necklace is still on the table, Young Master Burton. You should take it since Yulia is returning with me after this. Speaking of that house, though you seldom use it, I admit that it’s still yours in the end. With that said, if Lady Burton ever wants it back, just tell me. Until then, I’ll continue using it.” Despite the gap between them, Xavia understood that suddenly changing the shooting location was going to be a major hassle. Regardless, the way she said it clearly set a line between them, and Zivon couldn’t help but fume in fury…! This woman simply had the natural ability to enrage him…! After taking a deep breath, Zivon replied, “There’s no need to tell me everything. That aside, now that you’ve chosen Keith, I won’t be bothering you anymore, so rest easy. Also, about the necklace… If you truly dislike it, just toss it away. I’m not interested in things that have been used.” With that said, Zivon then walked off, leaving Xavia dumbfounded. What did he mean she had chosen Keith? Also, he didn’t want used things? Didn’t this mean that he assumed that others had used her before…?! Heartbroken by all this, Xavia waited for Yulia to return… and shortly after, the two were downstairs. Though her fever had subsided, her body felt weak as she fumbled forward with supplies in one arm, and Yulia’s hand in her other. Realizing how dizzy she looked, Keith quickly walked over and helped her carry some of the supplies while saying, “Here, let me help with that.” “Y-Young Master Keith? What are you doing here…?” asked the surprised Xavia. “Well, the green space plan has been revised, and I wanted to discuss it with you. While looking for you, however, Miss Jarlett told me that you were in the hospital. Since I’m already here, do allow me to send you home,” replied Keith as he began carrying her items to the underground parking lot. Though Xavia wanted to refuse, she knew how important the design was, so she ultimately replied, “…Alright, but let this be our last meeting…” She, for one, was glad that they could still be friends, but now that he was Jenna’s husband, she didn’t want him to get a bad rep because of her… Either way, after a short pause, Keith was prompted to ask, “…Is this about Uncle Zivon…? He’s a domineering man, so his possessiveness can get a bit…”