Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master novel Chapter 1808

...It was clear that he wasn’t going to give her any relevant answers, so in the end, Xavia retorted, “…Fine! Have a good rest then! I’m heading home!”

Once outside, she sighed before getting her phone out. Looks like she had to resort to asking Zayne…

‘What’s wrong with Von, Young Master Xenos?’

‘Huh? You mean you haven’t heard? Sir Ian told Zivon to stand in his icy pond for six hours yesterday, and as if that wasn’t shocking enough, Zivon simply did as he was told! You should know that his legs almost had to be amputated when he came to me yesterday!’

…What? Ian had told Zivon to do what…?! No wonder he kept emphasizing how much Ian hated him yesterday…! It didn’t help that she had quarreled with him just moments ago…! She could only imagine how upset he was right now…!

Her train of thought was cut short when she heard the driver say, “We’ve arrived, Young Lady.”

Nodding in response, she then bolted out of the car before entering the villa… And the second she saw him playing with the kids, the irked woman growled, “…I need a word with you, Ian…!”

With how angry she looked, Ian quickly told Jovan to stay with the kids before leading her upstairs. Once they were alone, he was quick to ask, “…Yes?”

“Don’t you ‘yes’ me…! Why did you have to treat Von like that…?! Don’t you know that his legs almost had to be amputated because of your actions…?!”

“…So, he told you about it, huh?” replied Ian who felt his previous admiration for Zivon go down the drain. To think that he would tell Xavia about this the very next day after he had sworn not to tell her!

To Ian’s surprise, she then said, “Sadly, I had to ask Dr. Xenos since he absolutely refused to say a word…! That aside, how could you treat him like that…?! Even if you wish to test him, aren’t there better ways?! And it’s not like he needs to be tested anyway! I already know what kind of man he is! He could’ve died or gotten amputated, Ian…!”

Fast forward to later that night, all was quiet, and Zivon could be seen lying in bed. Though he had attempted to sleep for ages, he simply couldn’t catch a wink with Whitney’s pregnancy on his mind.

Naturally, he wasn’t even considering keeping the child. After all, allowing it to be born would only doom it to face a similarly unhappy childhood as he had. No, his anxiety stemmed from the fact that he didn’t know how to explain all this to Xavia… Would she simply be fine with the idea of him getting Whitney to abort the child…?

His train of thought was cut short when he saw someone approaching his bed from the dark.

“…Who goes there?”

“…It’s me…”