At this moment, a thought suddenly occurred to Xyla Quest. “Being afraid of something melting in one’s mouth, and also being afraid of it falling from one’s hand.”

This was how much Stanley Batton doted on her.
 
Xyla stood still without moving, allowing Stanley to wash her hands and wipe them dry for her.

He was meticulous, almost as if he was cleaning dust off an antique item.

After cleaning Xyla’s hands, Stanley picked her up like a princess and walked into the dining room. He then gently placed her in her usual seat.

After that, Stanley sat down in his seat and placed the ingredients into the broth for Xyla.

Throughout the process, Xyla was only responsible for eating.

***

After the wine and food, Xyla went into the study, switched on the computer, and checked her email.

She wanted to find out if the top domestic and international hematologists she had emailed for help had re

After fooling around in the study for god knows how long, Stanley Batton reluctantly let go of Xyla Quest and carried her back to the master bedroom to take a shower together.

After the shower, Xyla sat in front of the dressing table to put on her skincare products.

Stanley, on the other hand, was sitting on the bed and looking at his phone.

Stanley had nothing on except a white towel wrapped around his lower body.

His perfect muscle lines were visible under the light.

Xyla, on the other hand, was wearing a white, silk, high-cut nightgown with straps.

Her hair naturally fell over her waist. Although she didn’t have any makeup, she still looked pretty as a fairy on earth.

The duo’s delicate, cold, fair skin was covered with various splotches of red marks.

Everything was a manifestation of how wild they were earlier.

“Were you treated poorly at the bank today? Hmm?” Stanley was lo

Xyla Quest’s immediate reaction was to think that what happened earlier at the bank must have been shared on Weibo by someone else.

Xyla instantly tapped on the link to find out more.

All the comments were from some verified accounts with huge followings as well as marketing accounts. They wrote about how Xyla schooled a female manager at the bank for looking down on other people.

Everyone pieced together everything that happened during the incident.

One could say that this incident had stirred up a huge reaction.

Many people were praising Xyla in the comment section.

“Xyla really is beautiful and tough! I love her! This is how it should be done.”

“Hahaha! I really wish I could see it in person. I already feel awesome from reading the article. I bet it’s even more awesome to see it in person, isn’t that right?”

“My sister is domineering! The moral of the story is that we should n

At this moment, a thought suddenly occurred to Xyla Quest. “Being afraid of something melting in one’s mouth, and also being afraid of it falling from one’s hand.”

This was how much Stanley Batton doted on her.
 
Xyla stood still without moving, allowing Stanley to wash her hands and wipe them dry for her.

He was meticulous, almost as if he was cleaning dust off an antique item.

After cleaning Xyla’s hands, Stanley picked her up like a princess and walked into the dining room. He then gently placed her in her usual seat.

After that, Stanley sat down in his seat and placed the ingredients into the broth for Xyla.

Throughout the process, Xyla was only responsible for eating.

***

After the wine and food, Xyla went into the study, switched on the computer, and checked her email.

She wanted to find out if the top domestic and international hematologists she had emailed for help had replied to her.

However, there was nothing in the mailbox except her work emails.

Xyla let out a lon

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