Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Being awake in the middle of the night was the worst feeling ever.

That was because one couldn't help but think about troubling thoughts when one was awake.

After rolling about until it was close to the break of dawn, Xyla finally fell asleep.

Fortunately, she didn't dream this time.

Instead, she slept until noon.

At noon the next day, Xyla woke up naturally.

When she opened her eyes, the curtains had been drawn shut.

The thick curtains kept the sunlight out. She couldn't tell if it was day or night.

As Xyla had slept well, she felt extremely relaxed.

After taking a deep breath, she casually stretched and opened her eyes. She looked to her side and realized it was empty. Stanley Batton wasn't there.

Xyla reached for her phone on the nightstand and checked the time.

She then slowly sat upright.

The moment she sat up, she began recalling the two dreams she had the night before...

she felt goosebumps all over her body

also felt

How lucky...

only

bed. Then, she walked barefoot over

curtains were drawn apart, the room became brightly

sky was clear, with not a

still snowing

wasn't cold enough outside, the snowflakes melted as soon as they touched

were left behind in

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liked it a lot

view outside, Xyla gradually stopped thinking

upon her skin seemed to have

fair, delicate skin glistened under the sunlight. It made her appear extraordinarily

a snow lotus high up

her phone and casually took a few pictures of the snowy

the bathroom

where sunlight was abundant. Then, she picked up her phone, opened the news application, and

news about the Sullivan family popped up on

morning... So the only male heir

was surprised by this

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