Xyla Quest had only just delivered her babies, yet she was already afflicted with two separate tragedies.

Her children were delivered prematurely at six months along, with tubes connected to their bodies. Whether they would live or die was still uncertain.

And then, not long after they were born, they were kidnapped.

The more Sharon Lindt thought about it, the more her heart ached on Xyla's behalf.

"Which b*stard did this? How could he do this to two innocent babies? Isn't he afraid of karma? If my daughter-in-law and grandchildren get hurt because of this, I'll make sure the culprit is brought to justice," Sharon said through gritted teeth, her hands clenched into fists by her side.

In the meantime, Xyla seemed completely devastated, feeling herself being devoured by helplessness and worry.

Her children were still so tiny. Their lives were at risk even while asleep in a thermal case.

How could they stand all the torture?

If the nine-tailed fox did take them away, they'd probably die before the demon even tried anything.

Anyhow, their lives were in grave danger.

The more Xyla pondered over it, the sadder she felt, but she wasn't about to give up no matter what.

She tried to remain optimistic by telling herself that her children would live as long as they managed to find them in time.

At this point, she felt as if she had hit rock bottom in life, feeling nothing but a sense of hopelessness.

The doctor was still stitching her wound without any anesthetics due to the urgency of her situation earlier.

stitching but she didn't cry out in pain at

crying, she couldn't do anything

to be a dark sky full of stars in her eyes, they had now

Sharon said to her. "Say something... anything.

control her tears

lost the ability to react. She stared unseeingly and hopelessly at the

stream down her face, wetting

pillow was drenched from her

heart ached even more when she saw Xyla's

at the

saying anything and

minutes before the stitching was complete without Xyla making a sound throughout

had turned ashen,

same posture all this while, crying as she lied

the stitching was complete, the doctor disinfected her wound again before quickly wrapping it in a layer

had already become swollen, sending sharp pains shooting from

not react other

body as a result of the physical

her current state

for her children instead of waiting there helplessly like an invalid. Seeing

Will you please look

Xyla during her recovery, perhaps even preventing her from shedding a single

was behind this. How

she took a deep breath and slowly lifted her gaze

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