If only he had adhered to his principles when Xyla Quest was hideous. If only he had resisted the temptation to cheat when Xyla was fat. Would his life have been better that way? Unfortunately, there were no ifs in this world. Results and consequences were the only things that awaited him.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Suddenly, his phone vibrated, pulling him back to the present from his deep thoughts.

Tom Sullivan slowly recollected himself and took a look at his phone.

Seeing that Bailey Ronson was calling him, he quickly answered the call, "Yes?"

"The detention center just informed us that your sister would be released tomorrow morning. Let's go to pick her up together," Bailey said.

"Okay..."

"About the divorce... Well, our decision is final. I hope you can make up your mind soon. By the way, you'd better come back and apologize to your father. He's mad."

Tom felt a flicker of frustration at the mention of the word 'divorce'. Irritation, grievance, and disappointment piled up in his heart, engulfing him like a horrifying monster.

He was at a loss for word. He immediately hung up on Bailey, switched off his phone, and threw it onto the passenger seat impatiently. He gritted his teeth as he mumbled to himself, "Emily... Emily..."

***

Stanley Batton and Xyla had had dinner with Jeremy Quest at the Quest

had not changed in the slightest after she

same as it

some rest. Don't stay up too late," Xyla reminded him. S~ᴇaʀᴄh

spoke, he stretched his arms and lifted her

heart was racing frantically

take a bath after you... You should

had just recovered,

too weak to do it?" Stanley cracked

Xyla nodded truthfully...

let you know whether I'm weak

that statement, he carried her

as he stepped into the bathroom, he displayed his domineering personality and proved

to beg for mercy. Only then was he willing to release her and carry her to the bathtub for a quick

***

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