Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

A strong sense of urgency and panic caused Stanley Batton's eyes to well with tears.

Opening the main door, he dashed through the wind and snow, carrying Xyla Quest into his black Bugatti Veyron. He fastened the seatbelt on his wife to prevent her from falling over before getting into the driver's seat himself. He didn't even bother putting on his seatbelt before speeding away from the house.

A black Bugatti Veyron could be seen on the flat tar road as it accelerated at top speed. It was a magnificent sight.

Stanley focused on driving as he spoke to Xyla. "Xyla, hang in there. We'll arrive at the hospital very soon."

However, she didn't respond at all.

Her face had turned pale, her breathing growing weaker by the second.

She seemed like a fragile flower on the mountainside that was about to fall off.

It was as if any gust of wind could easily cause her to fall and be crushed into pieces.

Stanley's heart ached at the helpless sight.

life because

was nothing he feared

this time, from

afraid something bad would happen to Xyla, and he might

fearful that he was on the

Stanley's lifeline. If he lost her, he

traffic light turned red, Stanley ignored it and

on the watch for drunk drivers saw this, and he immediately tried to

step on the accelerator, his partner next to him forcefully

at his partner in confusion. "What's wrong?

so you obviously

the partner said. "Didn't you see that car's registration number? Do you think the driver is someone you can

couldn't

that the car plate's color is different from the other cars? Don't you

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