Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

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.

was stitching but she didn't cry

this point. Other than crying, she couldn't do anything else.

used to be a dark sky full of stars in her eyes, they had now become cloudy due to worrying over her

this," Sharon said to her. "Say something... anything. Please

couldn't control her tears

was as if she had lost the ability to react. She stared unseeingly and

to stream down her face,

pillow

heart ached even more when she

glanced at the doctor. "Be gentler, be

saying anything and

roughly ten minutes before the stitching was complete without Xyla making

her face had turned ashen, and her lips were bloody from

maintained the same posture all this while, crying as she lied still, staring at the

wound again

Xyla's wound had already become swollen, sending sharp pains shooting from it whenever something touched her

still did not react other than

her body as a result of the physical and emotional

her current

look for her children instead of waiting there helplessly like an invalid. Seeing Xyla like this made Sharon feel even

Xyla and held her hand tightly. "Oh, child. Please say something. Don't be like this. Will you please look at me? You only just delivered, so you shouldn't be crying. Crying

of Xyla during her recovery, perhaps even preventing her from shedding a single tear. However, it now seemed that she had been

wanted to know who was behind this. How could that

what Sharon said, she took a deep breath and slowly lifted her gaze to her. "Mom, do you think