As Stanley Batton sang, Xyla Quest listened and enjoyed every moment of it.

Amidst his singing, Xyla soon heard a car arriving outside the house.

She immediately felt joyful and ran over to open the door with her phone in hand.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Stanley getting out of his black Honda.

He was wearing a white shirt and black pants, and there was a black coat draped around his arm.

The simple combination of clothes made him appear like a noble, diving being that had descended from above.

He took big strides toward her. Suddenly, he stopped singing.

Very soon, Stanley was in front of Xyla, smiling faintly. "I'm home."

"Hmm." Xyla nodded gently.

"Were you afraid?" he asked.

Xyla shook her head.

dark. With him accompanying her

anything, Stanley placed his coat over her body. "I'm going to check out what's wrong." After that, Stanley turned on the torchlight on his

something wrong with one of the cables. Go and sit

you the toolbox," Xyla

coffee table and retrieving a toolbox under it. He then returned to Xyla. "Go and sit down." "Let

Go and rest," he

said softly next to her

warm breath flowing from the back of her ear down her neck,

room was so dark

nodded before taking a deep breath and walking over

she still felt

was able to fix the

brightness made Xyla squint for

to the brightness, she turned around and looked at Stanley kneeling on the ground as he kept the tools back in the toolbox. "Five Batton, thank you..." 'Thank you for singing to me, and thank you for fixing the electricity.'

it back under the coffee table before sitting down

eyes met, Xyla felt her heart

Sing very well," Xyla

enamored by

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