Chapter 87
Chapter 87
Waylen didn''t give me a proper exnation. "As a subordinate, I''m in no position to make guesses
about Mr. Xenos'' intentions. Why don''t you ask him directly, Miss Felix?" he uttered in a gentle tone. I
stared at him speechlessly. I just wanted to know what they were doing there!
After Waylen left, Iy on the hospital bed as I fell deep into thought.
What Quinn uttered a few days ago felt like a stab to my heart. As I ran my hand across the skin
around my kidney area, I felt a dull ache in my heart. If the kidney inside me really belongs to Quinn,
then I''d rather die than be alive now. Since I''m in a hospital, perhaps I can get the doctor to check on
my kidney.
After this was done, the doctor arrived with my report. "You had a kidney transnt surgery 12 years
ago, but your healing process went well, so you''re no different from the regr person," he said. Upon
hearing those words, I felt dazed for a moment as I recalled the pale and sickly look on Quinn''s bloated
face. She only looks so ill now because I''m using her kidney! She had her kidney taken away without
her consent—she wasn''t even of age during the time of the surgery! A sharp pain spread across my
chest, and it felt like there were a million ants gnawing on my heart. Now, I have hopes for a healthy
body, but she''s one step closer to death…
"Would it still be possible for me to donate a kidney to someone?" I asked the doctor with a trembling
voice. He shot me a puzzled re. "How are you going to donate a kidney when you only have one
kidney? It''s not such a simple process, either. A kidney can only survive between ten to thirty years.
This is just an estimate, so it''ll still depend on how well your kidney is functioning. If you face more
issues with your kidney and wish to get a second transntation, there may not be a suitable match,
and the sess rate will be much lower."
The doctor''s words felt like a p in my face. My kidney can only survive for a maximum of 30 years…
It has been 12 years since I did the surgery, but I''m only 23 now. My lifespan is going to be short if the
doctor''s right.
Right then, I also understood what Quinn''s words meant. She asked for my kidney when I only have
one kidney. That means that she was offering to treat my cancer before sending me off to my death.
She might as well just kill me, right?! Isn''t she torturing me more if she heals my cancer before ending
my life?! It seems like Quinn hates me more than I think.
When the doctor saw the grim look on my face, he softened his tone tofort me. "I''m just giving you
estimates here. Your kidney is working perfectly, so you should be able to survive up until your fifties or
sixties," he uttered. However, I wasn''t concerned about the amount of time I had in this world—it felt
like I still had an abundance of it at that point. My main concern was how I was going to face Quinn in
the future. I didn''t know if I was supposed to return her kidney to her! I returned to my ward with a glum
look on my face, and I spent the next two months recuperating in the hospital.
Throughout that period, Waylen was the only person who came to visit me. By the time I was due to be
discharged, I knew that I would have to return to Bryxton to handle the mess that I had left behind.
However, I didn''t feel like going back at all. Waylen was a thoughtful and empathetic man—he brought
this topic up before I even spoke about going back to Bryxton. "Miss Felix, would you prefer to go back
to the Xenos'' Vi for now? We can send you back to Bryxton after you''re fully healed."
Waylen spoke as if I was a part of the Xenos Family—it sounded like I could go home and leave
whenever I wanted to. However, that was clearly Shawn''s territory, not mine. I wanted to reject the
offer, but I couldn''t bring myself to do it. Staying in the Xenos'' Vi sounded much better than heading
back to Bryxton. "Sure. I''ll have to thank Shawn for all of this," I uttered in agreement. I hadn''t gotten
the chance to thank him for pulling me out of the pit of fire that night.
Waylen helped to carry my bags back to the Xenos'' Vi. The vi was located in a rather deserted
area, and I was in a rush thest two times I visited the ce at night, so I never had the opportunity to
observe my surroundings. This time, while I looked out from the car window, I saw that there were rose
bushes along the road leading into the vi. The roses were small and delicate, and there were purple,
yellow, red, and white roses thaty in the bushes.
The rose bushes lined up on the side of the roads were clearly well taken care of, and they continued
all the way until the front door of the vi. I couldn''t stop myself from asking Waylen about it. "Who
nted all of these?"
He gazed at where I was looking before exining with a smile, "Mr. Xenos insisted on nting these.
These flowers can survive quite a long period of time, and it''s easier to keep them neat. Do you like
these roses too, Miss Felix?" Waylen asked.
"They look really pretty," Imented on one of the pink roses.
"Yeah. It has a really good meaning to it as well," Waylen added. What''s the message for roses again?
I forgot, I thought as Waylen led me into therge hall. It was empty inside—even the maid who had
been around thest time was nowhere to be seen. Being the busybody that I was, I questioned
Waylen about it.
"Mr. Xenos doesn''t like noise, so he usually doesn''t have anyone around to serve him. The maid that
you saw was someone he had prepared just for you." Waylen froze for a moment before he looked at
his wristwatch. "She''ll be here soon," he said.
"Okay!" I uttered. The assistant brought me up to the same room that I had used before. The white shirt
that I had worn was dangling from a hanger, and the sheets that I had slept on had been changed into
fresh ones.
"This is Mr. Xenos'' room, but you can stay here since he''s rarely home," Waylen exined while
moving my things into the room. Shawn''s room… Therge, white shirt belongs to him… I can''t believe
I walked around in front of him when I was wearing his shirt! How embarrassing!
I thanked the assistant for everything. "You don''t have to be so polite with me, Miss Felix," Waylen
uttered. Once I settled down, Waylen excused himself while I continued to roam around in the room. I
found a white dressing table that stood out inparison to the rest of the cool colors that filled the
room. When I checked the dressing table, there were all sorts of expensive makeup products, and the
drawer was filled with lipsticks with a variety of shades to choose from. Waylen''s probably the one who
prepared all of this. At that thought, I hurried to check the closet, where I was greeted with all sorts of
different outfits that took up nearly half of the whole cupboard.
Initially, I thought of using some makeup to cover the scars on my face, but I figured that there was no
point wasting all that energy when I was in the Xenos'' Vi. While I had always been particr about
my appearances, it seemed like I wasn''t as harsh on myself after I got to Shawn''s home. I picked a
simple dress and put it on before spinning around in front of the mirror. Then, I realized that there were
still ck suits and white shirts hanging in one corner of the closet. From what I remembered, Shawn
only ever wore ck suits and white shirts, which made him look sterner than ever.
After changing into my outfit, I went downstairs in my bare feet to find the maid who was working in the
kitchen. "What are you preparing, youngdy?" I asked in a whisper after approaching her. The maid
was shocked for a moment, but she quickly turned around to greet me. "Miss Felix!"
"I''m not scary, am I?" Iughed when I saw how shocked she seemed.
"I''m just a really jumpy person. You seem to be in a good mood, Miss Felix," the maidmented.
"Is that so?" I asked in return. I had no idea what I was happy about! Perhaps I was d that my illness
had healed, or perhaps it was because I could hide—like an ostrich sticking its head into the sand—
since I didn''t have to return to Bryxton. "Yeah, you seem to be in high spirits today," the maid said with
a smile.
"It''s probably because I''ve just recovered from my illness," I exined.
"What do you feel like eating at night?" the maid asked.
"Anything''s fine. I''m not picky," I replied with a smile.
"Great. I''m going to prepare you a meal that has some healing properties," the maid uttered.
When I walked out of the vi, I could feel the sun''s heat against my skin. It was scorching hot, so I
only stayed outside for a while before heading back to my room to use my phone. I hadn''t used my
WhatsApp in the past two months, so there were more than 99 unread messages inside. I didn''t know
who texted me—I had decided that I wasn''t going to care much about all these matters for the time
being.
I nced at the entertainment headlines for a while, but nothing seemed to interest me, so I went to
Shawn''s study in search of some books to read. The moment I opened the door, I was greeted with all
sorts of calligraphy writings and paintings on the walls. There was a mixture of quotes and pictures on
the walls, and the calligraphy wordings were sharp and precise. I had been to his study in the past, but
I was too nervous to take a good look at it. This time, I could take my time to scan through the whole
ce.
The word ''Xenos'' was stamped onto all of the paintings, so I figured that one of the elderlies in the
family must have been the one who created all of them. Most of the books in the study were old books
from the past century. I couldn''t find anything interesting, so I picked a poetry collection called
''Memories'' by Lang Leav to read in my room.
I only got to read for a while before the maid called me to go down for a meal. I lowered my book and
went down to see a scrumptious meal waiting for me. Even though I told the maid to eat with me, she
refused to do so, and she wouldn''t agree no matter how much I tried to convince her! She was
practically close to tears at one point. "Please let me go, Miss Felix."
"What is it?" I raised an eyebrow.
"The Xenos Family''s rules…" The maid froze for a moment upon mentioning the rules. "I came from the
Xenos'' Residence, and the rules are extremely strict there. We are never allowed to offend those who
are above us," she exined.
Is it offensive for her to have a meal with me?! I''m not even from the Xenos Family, I thought. I recalled
how Waylen mentioned that the Xenos Family was rather special, but I still had no idea what he meant
by that. All I knew was that they were extremely strict with their rules. I decided not to bother the maid
after that. She waited for me to finish my meal before she tidied the kitchen and left.
I was the only one left in the huge Xenos Vi. All of a sudden, I felt rather lonely. I tossed and turned in
bed for a long time, but I couldn''t fall asleep, so I grabbed a vase and walked out of the vi. The rose
bushes lining both sides of the road were gorgeous, and I squatted by the bushes to pick more than 30
roses before cing them in the vase. I plucked a majority of white roses and a few green and pink
ones to give the bouquet a pop of color.
After I was done, I hugged the vase in front of me and got up. I had just turned around when I was
shocked by the person standing behind me. The dim street lights showed his icy, dark figure looming
above me, and I was reminded of how he had shown up and carried me in his arms two months ago. I
could still hear him calling me ''Myra'' in his deep, husky voice. Although he still wore the same cold
expression on his face, I felt warmed by his presence. He was the one who took me away from all the
embarrassment and shame that I felt, after all. "Thank you," I uttered with a smile.
Shawn was smart, so he knew what I was thanking him for. "How are you feeling?" he asked coldly.
"The doctor said I should bepletely healed in a few months," I replied hastily. "Anyway, why aren''t
you asleep yet?" I edged closer to him with the vase in my hands. I took a nce at the sharp and
delicate features on his face before I pulled out a white rose and handed it to him. "I found these really
pretty, so I wanted to bring them back to the room."
Shawn gazed at the white rose for a long while without saying anything. He didn''t take it from me in the
end. It was just like how he didn''t respond when ir asked him about his rtionship with me two
months ago. Shawn was a man of few words—he was toozy to exin himself to others and do
things he didn''t want to do. He had always been easy going and unopinionated, but his silence made
him seem especially hostile and cold. It seemed as if he was fearless. Judging by Shawn''s abilities, he
had every right to be fearless, anyway.
I pulled the rose back as I changed the topic. "Let''s go in." Before he responded, I walked into the vi
and saw him following along behind me after that. "Have you eaten?" I asked after opening the door
and cing the vase on the table.
"Mhmm," he grunted.
I eyed him silently for a while before I simply excused myself and returned to the room. Only when I got
back to the room did I realize… If I''m sleeping here, where''s he going to sleep?! I stood up in the room
and hesitated for a long while before opening the door. When I walked to the staircase, I found Shawn
sleeping on the couch with his back slightly hunched. "Do you want to rest in the room upstairs?" I
whispered to him.
He opened his eyes and gazed at me with dark pupils that threatened to turn me into ice. "It''s nicer to
sleep on the bed," I uttered sheepishly.
"There''s only one bedroom in the vi," he uttered as his form of rejection.
"It''s a huge bed. We can each sleep on one side," I offered before thinking through my words. The
moment I finished my sentence, I felt like pping myself. However, I could no longer take my words
back.
He froze for a moment. "Okay. You can go rest first," he said. My face was burning with shame at this
point. I hurried back into the room, but I rolled around on the bed without being able to sleep. I wanted
to change into a less revealing set of pajamas, but I didn''t want Shawn to think that I had my guard up
against him. I gazed at the size of the bed, and I felt a little better after realizing how huge it really was.
About 20 minutester, Shawn entered the room. However, instead of heading directly to bed, he
grabbed his ck bathrobe and went into the shower. After he came out, he silently slipped into the
spot beside me. He didn''t utter a single word since he entered the room. He didn''t seem flustered even
in the situation we were in, so I figured that I must''ve been the one overthinking everything. Eventually,
I turned and fell asleep on my side.
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While I was dreaming, I felt myself hugging a really hard object. I opened my eyes in a daze, only to
find myself hugging the man beside me. I was shocked—I hastily let go of him before edging back to
keep my distance. Shawn, on the other hand, looked like he was fast asleep. His sleeping posture
hadn''t changed from the moment he got into bed.
I took a nce at the time on my phone to realize that it was nearly 6.00AM. When I gazed out of the
window, I saw that it was drizzling a little outside. Then, I lowered my phone and nced at Shawn for
a while more. His side profile was facing me, and his sharp jaw looked as perfect as a painting.
Someone like him was born to win in life! His looks, his background… and the way that people respect
and fear him at the same time, set him out for sess! I was heaving a sigh when I heard the man''s
icy voice in my ear. "How long are you going to stare at me like that?"