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.

no matter how ruthless and cold the man was when he was outside, he would always reveal his most gentle

could put on a suit and tie and turn into the fiercest leopard in

take off his suit and put on an apron for

an indifferent

he saved the warmest side of him for

her face, Xyla put on

lipstick color to give her lips a healthy glow before changing into a clean and tidy business

Her light pink suit was rather well-fitting, perfectly

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

high heels and tying her hair into a neat high ponytail, Xyla

Stanley was setting up the cutlery in

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

but his presence had made it

nothing compared to the bowl of

undeniably sexy. There was no fat on them. They swayed appealingly as her soles moved upon the glossy tiles. When Stanley lifted his head,

surged within the man when he thought of the images of

the noodles look delicious," Xyla cheerfully walked up to him and

was constantly rubbing her earlobe with the tip of his nose while gritting his teeth. “I wouldn't have let

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 man,

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