"I envy Xyla. She's constantly missed by so many handsome men."

"I envy Xyla, too. In fact, I'm a little jealous of her."

"All the handsome guys I like are associated with Xyla in one way or another. She is so lucky."

These days, Xyla would only briefly go through comments on the internet.

She would never take them too seriously.

After browsing around for a while, Xyla closed the topic and turned her attention to current news.

Approximately an hour later, Stanley Batton came out from the bathroom, fresh from his shower.

He dried his hair with a towel, letting his black hair naturally fall against his face. There was a laid-back vibe to his overall look.

Stanley had nothing on except for a white bath towel, baring his perfectly sculpted body for her to see.

He looked lean even with clothes on, but now, his fit physique was even more apparent. Despite seeing him naked countless times, Xyla still couldn't resist the temptation. Stanley approached his wife slowly, his expression instantly softening from his usual one of indifference. "What would you like to eat?"

want sunny side-ups, a salad,

just woken up, and

get it

nodded. "Thank you,

you," he answered

left, Xyla leisurely got up and entered

her huge closet. She chose a long, white, knitted blouse that

much like a

despite being expectant, so

exactly like how she used to before becoming

also made

chose

body and slightly loose for the

flattering in

laces around her dress happened to be exposed outside the coat, making Xyla appear

wool laced hat, Xyla selected a pair of white

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