Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Xyla Quest looked in the mirror and rolled her eyes at him once more. "Well, what do you think?"

"What?" Stanley Batton's eyes widened, attentive, and brimming with curiosity.

"Thanks to somebody, I'm in a hurry now, so I don't have time to dry my hair," blurted Xyla grumpily.

"Oh."

"Oh? What do you mean by 'oh'? Isn't this your fault?" The more Xyla thought about it, the angrier she got. She could not stop mumbling, "It's all because of you, bastard."

He had wasted that one hour. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

If she had got out of bed one hour earlier, she would have done putting on her makeup, dressing up, and even finishing her lunch right now.

In the mirror, the man's soft lips stretched into a doting smile as he gazed at her.

When Xyla lifted her head, she met his smiling eyes.

A strange tingling sensation ran down her spine instantaneously.

There was only a white towel wrapped around his waist. Water beads were sliding down his chest, over the scratches she left behind, adding a tinge of sexiness to his perfect body.

Some people did not need to do anything to catch one's eyes. Their presence alone was enough to make other's knees give in.

was definitely one

The man

you learned from your

nodded obediently like a devout

so, Xyla clearly knew that his

what

closer and plopped his hands on the dressing table, caging Xyla in his embrace. His delicate

that, Xyla's

blush seared through her ears, all

'sincere' attitude he had when

Stanley Batton," Xyla rebuked

girl. Call me 'hubby'."

"Look, Stanley Batton..."

raised his brows. His gaze gradually

Xyla immediately surrendered. "Hubby."

aware that the man would never let her step out of the house today if she

her

help you to dry

dressing table and plugged it in. He carefully untangled the

he would give

hair, bringing

enjoyed his