She did not know when it started, but Stanley Batton would always be the one preparing the meals as long as they were at home.

He would also wash the dishes after they had their meals and did all the other household chores.

Everything was contrary to what they had agreed to when they first moved into this house.

In the past, both of them would divide the chores equally.

However, the situation had changed as time crept by. He was now in charge of all the heavy work.

The man seemed to be accustomed to their current lifestyle too. He would automatically settle everything for his girl, spoiling her like a little princess.

Xyla Quest had also gotten used to it.

She was used to being pampered by him every day.

She was used to having her man to take charge of all the household chores.

No matter how tough the real world was, she would always be his baby girl in this house.

Whenever she returned to their home, he would welcome her with his warm embrace.

matter how ruthless and cold the man was when he was outside, he would always reveal his most gentle side when he set

into the fiercest leopard in the jungle, wandering around the cruel business world

put on an

indifferent and cruel man

the warmest side of him for

Xyla put

color to give her lips a healthy glow before changing into

skirt. Her light pink suit was rather

her pink skirt lay between her thighs and her knees, showing off her skinny and straight

on a pair of matching pink high heels and tying her hair into

up the cutlery in front

two bowls of steaming seafood noodles, two cups of orange milkshake, and a small

his presence had

compared to the bowl of fine noodles

upon the glossy tiles. When Stanley lifted his head, the first thing that caught his sight was her legs, followed by

he thought of the images of them

the noodles look delicious," Xyla cheerfully walked up

her sentence, Stanley hugged her tightly from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. He was constantly rubbing her earlobe with the tip of his nose

he said that. Immediately, she pushed him away somewhat coldly though the rosiness on her cheeks gave her away. She sat down sheepishly. "Get yourself together, Stanley Batton. Be a

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