Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton had indeed spent very little time with each other during the day, but the opposite was true at night.

"We spend much less time together than we used to since we're both so busy. On top of that, we have to spend time with our children when we get home. We certainly don't have a lot of time with each other," he explained.

"But I don't mind. I don't need you to be with me all the time," she said.

"But I mind," he insisted. "Work is important, but spending time with each other is equally important. Otherwise, we'd grow distant."

Xyla felt warm in her heart when she heard this. She didn't think a man could be more thoughtful than her.

"Wouldn't you be neglecting work to be here with me? Haven't we spent enough time together during my postpartum recovery?" she wondered.

"That's different. I needed to take care of you during your postpartum recovery. That doesn't mean I don't have to spend more time with you after that."

Stanley had always cared about quality time with his wife, ensuring not to neglect her needs no matter how busy he got.

In his mind, every couple required frequent communication and quality time together to maintain a healthy relationship.

His parents had always been that way, and this mindset had been instilled in him as a kid.

He gradually grew up to become the kind of man his father was. He didn't find anything wrong with that.

Having a career and earning money was important, but maintaining a stable relationship was equally so.

"Honey, you're so wonderful. But I have a lot of work to do in the afternoon. I can't

don't have to do anything. I just want to look at you," he

to watch his wife silently

if you miss something important

important than you

more important than the woman he married, in his

important, too, honestly," she reminded

not as much as you. Don't worry, I've got everything

she couldn't

I get distracted by my wife occasionally, hmm?"

have you done this since I

postpartum recovery?" Xyla cohet

help but laugh.

he said before picking her up in his arms

raced. "What are you

sank down on her

with Xyla

just tired of

you get tired holding me like this?" she said, wearing a helpless expression

"I'll be fine."

You'll only feel more tired carrying me like this," she

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