Not noticing the displeasure in his voice, Xavia nodded and replied, “Yeah, I love lilies… After all, they’re white, and they seem so much purer compared to the typical rose…” …Heh. So, she never really liked the roses he had given to her in the past, huh…?! Taking a deep breath, Zivon replied, “…I see…! Well, white flowers kind of remind me of funerals, so…” Naturally, his response stunned Xavia. After all, he was clearly comparing lilies to white chrysanthemums! Then again, it hadn’t been too long since his mother had died, so maybe that was what prompted that thought… After watching him walk off, she stared at the vase of flowers for a while before moving it to an inconspicuous drawer in the dressing room. Zivon rarely entered this place, so it was probably best if she just kept this here… Before she could even leave the room, she heard him growl, “So, you’re choosing to hide it here even after that comment, huh…?! Do you like those flowers that much…?!” Sensing the anger
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