Chapter 382

“…Um… You know… What Maison was trying to say…” muttered Xavia slightly awkwardly. Even so, Zivon remained indifferent, simply raising a slight brow as he asked, “…Was he trying to say something else?” Staring at Zivon’s handsome face—and realizing that he really didn’t get where she was coming from—, Xavia couldn’t help but feel her embarrassment peak. While it was obvious that Maison had been implying something else, Zivon’s cluelessness made Xavia feel like she was the one who was overthinking things. Not wanting to continue making a fool of herself, Xavia then said, “…It’s nothing. I’ll go catch up with Maison first…” Watching as Xavia’s petite figure disappeared into the distance, Zivon’s expression gradually fell. With how well he concealed his emotions, it was almost as though he was a mist-shrouded mountain himself… Regardless, they spent most of the second half of the day skiing, riding in cable cars, having snowball fights, and basically going through all the other