Come in 73
Posted on July 07, 2025 ยท 0 mins read
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Chapter 73

โ€œLetโ€™s check out your room. See if it feels right to you,โ€ Jackson said as they walked in. The roomโ€™s design was an exact replica of her old one at the Lynn residence. Every detail, even Zinniaโ€™s smallest habits, had been carefully considered and recreated. Jackson wanted her to feel that this was just as much her home. Moving out of the Lynn residence didnโ€™t mean she was losing her sense of belonging.

โ€œThank you, Jackson,โ€ Zinnia suddenly reached out and tugged at his sleeve. Her warm, clear eyes were filled with genuine gratitude. She truly, deeply appreciated him. Aside from her Master, it had been a long time since anyone had cared for her so attentively.

โ€œAs long as you need me, Zinnia, Iโ€™ll always be here,โ€ Jackson said, bending down slightly to meet her gaze.

Later, they returned to the Lynn residence so Zinnia could pack up some of her belongings. Most of her things, like clothes and accessories, had already been replaced by Jackson. He had even gone out of his way to buy her new outfits, bags, and shoes. Their visit to the Lynn residence was mainly to gather a few personal items that Zinnia wanted to keep.

โ€œZinnia, thereโ€™s a package for you,โ€ Benedict said as they returned.

โ€œThank you, Benedict,โ€ Zinnia replied, taking the package. Thinking it was the herbs sheโ€™d asked Chandler to send, Zinnia carried the box to her room, sat cross-legged on the floor, and opened it. Inside was a white porcelain bottle and a folded note.

The moment she saw the familiar handwriting, her eyes turned red, and tears threatened to spill. She clutched the note tightly, her fingers tracing the elegant strokes.

The note read: โ€œ[Zinnia, have you been ignoring my words again? Crying secretly, arenโ€™t you? I didnโ€™t abandon you. I just have some things to take care of and canโ€™t be with you right now.]โ€

Reading the first line, Zinnia felt her throat tighten, and tears welled up in her eyes, blurring the words.

โ€œ[Zinnia, the card I slipped into your backpack has money I saved for you. The medicine in the porcelain bottle is for an old gentleman. You can trust them. If you ever need help, you can also reach out to them.]

[Zinnia, donโ€™t try to find me or feel sad. Youโ€™ve grown up into a wonderful young lady. I believe you can take care of yourself and wonโ€™t make me worry. When the time is right, Iโ€™ll come back for you.]โ€

The handwriting was elegant and flowing, each stroke guiding a sense of refinement and grace. Just looking at it, Zinnia could picture her masterโ€“a man as gentle and noble as jade. She ran her fingers over the note, feeling the weight of every word. Tears fell silently, one after another, soaking the paper. Hugging the box tightly, she rested her head against it, her sobs muffled but unrelenting.

โ€œBad Master,โ€ she whispered, clutching the box even tighter. โ€œTwo months and finally, you send me this.โ€

She had no way to contact him. His old number was disconnected, and she didnโ€™t even know when he had left. He had burned calming incense for her, ensuring she wouldnโ€™t wake up to see him go. Though anger simmered in her heart, it was quickly overtaken by the warmth of his words. โ€œMaster must have his reasons,โ€ she thought, her mind clinging to the promise he made. "He said heโ€™d come back for me!"

A small smile tugged at her lips as hope flickered in her chest. She wiped away her tears, her resolve firming. She thought, โ€œMaster hasnโ€™t abandoned me. Heโ€™ll come back. He wouldnโ€™t lie to me. I just have to wait!โ€ If anyone else had left her, she might have turned her back on them. But when it came to her master, she could only find excuses for him. After all, he was the one who had raised her, cooked her meals, and comforted her when she was upset. Her Master was the best person in the world. He must have had no choice but to leave her.

โ€œZinnia, you must come back often to keep me company, okay? This will always be your home,โ€ Sofia said warmly.

After spending the night at the Lynn residence, the family took advantage of the weekend to help Zinnia move her belongings to her new place. They wrapped up the day with a cozy family dinner before preparing to head back. As the evening grew late, Sofia held Zinniaโ€™s hand tightly, her reluctance to part evident in her lingering touch.

โ€œDonโ€™t worry, Sofia. Iโ€™ll visit whenever I have a break,โ€ Zinnia replied sweetly, her tone full of reassurance.

โ€œJackson, whyโ€™d you put Zinnia so far away? And what if something happens while sheโ€™s living here alone?โ€ Isaac complained, his tone a mix of frustration and concern as he shot Jackson a disapproving look. He had assumed Jackson would arrange for Zinnia to live in the same neighborhood as him, making it easy for them to stay close. Now, he felt utterly betrayed by Jacksonโ€™s decision.

โ€œYour place is too cramped, and honestly, living near you would be riskier. Youโ€™re always gaming with your friendsโ€“what if Zinnia picks up your bad habits?โ€ Jackson teased, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. โ€œAs for safety, you can relax. This neighborhood is much more secure than living near you,โ€ he added confidently.

Initially, Jackson had considered placing Zinnia in Isaacโ€™s neighborhood. But when this area became available, it was the perfect choiceโ€“spacious, secure, and far from the Shaw familyโ€™s reach. Ultimately, he chose this location to shield Zinnia from the Shaw familyโ€™s interference.

If the Shaws decided to act unreasonably, Yannis, with his razor-sharp tongue, would be the perfect deterrent. Of course, Jackson hoped they wouldnโ€™t cause trouble in the first place. Jackson knew Maisie too wellโ€“indecisive and hesitant, always dragging her feet when it mattered most. He doubted Maisie truly took Zinniaโ€™s decision to stay away from the Shaw family seriously. It wouldnโ€™t be surprising if she showed up unannounced to disrupt Zinniaโ€™s peace. Jackson thought Maisie mustnโ€™t take Zinniaโ€™s words seriously.

And then there was Howard, who had been visiting the Lynn family frequently, Jackson couldnโ€™t help but suspect intentions. A surge of protectiveness rose within Jackson. Zinnia was part of their family, and there was no way heโ€™d let the Shaw family take her away. With Zinnia in her senior year, her studies came firstโ€“no distractions allowed. Jackson had convinced himself that this was the best arrangement.

โ€œJackson, Yannis lives here too, right?โ€ Charlie asked, his tone curious.

While Isaac didnโ€™t quite grasp Jacksonโ€™s reasoning, Charlie immediately understood. Charlie and Yannis were both twenty-three years old, though Lynnโ€™s reserved nature made Yannis closer to Jackson. Yannis, at twenty-three, was only four years younger than Jackson.

โ€œYeah,โ€ Jackson confirmed.

โ€œYannis lives here? Then thatโ€™s perfect. Zinnia, if anything happens, donโ€™t hesitate to go. Donโ€™t be shy,โ€ Sofia said. Her worries eased upon hearing Yannisโ€™s name. Knowing Yannis was nearby, Sofia finally relaxed. That boy could be trusted.


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