Chapter 1409

Sergio positioned the photo frame upright on the desk, setting the ring in front of it. He decided it was better to never see Maeve again from that moment on. … Late at night, Maeve slumped against the bed in Hackett Manor. When Zion stirred awake, it was already the dead of night. The faint grip on his hand startled him. Glancing down, he saw Maeve lying beside him. For a fleeting moment, Zion thought he was dreaming. "Mavy?" His voice was low and raspy, tinged with emotion. Maeve's eyes fluttered open. Seeing Zion awake, a soft and familiar smile curved her lips. "You're awake?" she muttered. The sound of her voice brought Zion back to reality—this wasn't a dream. In an instant, he pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. His sudden embrace pressed against her wound, and Maeve gasped sharply. "Zion! That hurts!" Zion immediately realized something and let go of her. Panic flashing in his eyes, he inquired, "Did the wound tear? Let me see." Without waiting,