Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"Please come in," called out Georgie Clementine.

In response, Stanley Batton stepped into the ward with a huge basket of fruits in hand.

Xyla Quest found herself peering at the basket. It had all her favorite fruits in it.

Stepping forward, he placed the basket of fruits on the bedside table and pulled a chair to sit beside Xyla. He looked at her and asked, "Was the lunch I ordered to your liking?"

"Yes, the lunch was delicious and I appreciate the fruit basket. Though why are you back so soon?" Several thoughts were swimming in Xyla's head. How could he spend so little time with his girlfriend? How was that enough?

"I was worried about you," Stanley answered.

"There's nothing to worry about, I have Georgie with me. As you can see, everything is fine here. Georgie has been taking very good care of me. Now hurry along and attend to your business matters," blurted Xyla somewhat coldly, though her expression remained gentle as usual.

A slight scowl formed on Stanley's face and he looked into her eyes. "I just arrived here. Are you chasing me out already?"

"I just don't think that you should be wasting your time on me"

"Is there something bothering you?"

naturally as she breathed. "Nothing

way toward me?" Doubt and

she was trying her hardest to push him away right now. That she felt a

It's really nothing." Though Xyla

mostly maintain a serene and courteous aura on her exterior, she felt like

toward Stanley's girlfriend. Images of them together kept popping

as he stared deep into her emotionless eyes. He got up from his chair and

increase. The last two possibilities that Zack Cassidy had proposed to him in his office kept flashing through his mind.

The discomfort in his heart remained even though the name 'Little Darling' was displayed beside the call

he strode toward

inside could hardly take their

pressed the button to close the elevator doors before standing as rigid as a pole. A strong aura exuded from him. It painted a clear difference in status

separated him from the others. It

on the other end of the phone. "You don't sound like your usual

his forehead and whispered in response, "No... No, I'm

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