Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death

Xavier's expression changed slightly. "I'm not returning them. Take them or leave them," he uttered, kicking one of the gifts aside as he headed to the bathroom.

Once inside, he felt an Intense itchiness all over his body. He took two more antihistamines before showering. Meanwhile, Yvette sat outside, observing the room. There must have been at least a hundred gifts in there.

After marrying Xavier, she had used most of her personal assets to quietly support his company, so she hadn't been able to afford many things she had liked. She would make lists, noting down the things she wanted and their prices.

Looking back, she realized how foolish and deeply in love she had been. Xavier could easily afford. everything with a snap of his fingers, yet she had been saving money to ensure his business ventures went smoothly.

Xavier took a long time in the shower. When he finally emerged, Yvette was shocked to see his face and body covered in hives.NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Xavier, what's wrong?" she asked.

"It's nothing. I'm just a bit overwhelmed by the smell of the flowers here," Xavier replied, his breathing labored.

"I'm calling Mark to take you to the hospital," Yvette blurted out, reaching for her phone.

However, Xavier stopped her. "No need. I'll be fine after resting in the bedroom for the night." He had something planned to show her the next day.

Thinking it was just a minor issue, Yvette relented and didn't make the call.

After Xavier went to lie down in the bedroom, he occasionally frowned as he breathed heavily.

"Xavier!"

"Hmm.....

Half an hour later, the sound of an ambulance echoed outside the building.

Only then did Yvette learn that Xavier was allergic to pollen. She sat on a chair in the hospital corridor, her hands clenched tightly and her expression complicated. In her memory, Xavier had never been allergi to pollen.

Mark approached her. "I didn't think the antihistamines would be ineffective. I'm glad you called me in

time.

Yvette looked up at him. "Has Xavier always been allergic to pollen?"

Mark was taken aback. "You didn't know?"

Everyone around Xavier knew how much Yvette loved and cared for him. How could she not know about his pollen allergy?

Yvette nodded in response.

Seeing this, Mark answered, "Mr. Lane has always had a pollen allergy."

This meant it was congenital.

Yvette was now certain that the Xavier before her was not the one she had known and loved since

childhood.

She clearly remembered that when Yara had hit her, Xavier had brought her flowers and said, "I really like flowers. Unfortunately, my family doesn't, so I can only give them to you. Can you take care of them for me?"

It had been precisely from that moment on that she had developed a love for growing flowers and plants

at home.

"So, it's not him..." Yvette murmured.

Mark found her behavior strange and noticed she seemed very sad. Thinking it was because of Xavier, he tried to reassure her. "Don't worry, the doctor said he'd be fine. Do you want to go in and see him?” When Xavier had woken up earlier, the first person he had asked for was Yvette.

However, Yvette shook her head. "I don't want to see him." She wanted to be alone.

Mark could only return to the ward and inform Xavier, "Mr. Lane, Ms. Snyder doesn't want to come. She seems to be feeling guilty."

Xavier unknowingly raised his eyebrows at these words. He knew that Yvette cared about him despite how stubborn she was.

He felt confident that she wouldn't leave after ten days.

Yvette stayed outside all night. Early the next morning, a tall figure stood in front of her. Her eyes were red when she slowly raised her chin,

Upon seeing her teary eyes, Xavier bent down, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her without hesitation.

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