Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Carefully cleaning her wound with the cotton ball, Stanley kept blowing cold air at it. He was as tender as an antique duster.

A surge of warmth spread inside her heart when she looked up to see his focused gaze.

“How is it? Does it hurt?” he asked.

“It doesn’t.” Xyla shook her head.

“Don’t use your hands to pick those up next time.”

“Okay.”

After that, he tossed the cotton ball away and meticulously wrapped her wound with a band-aid. His actions were swift and gentle.

“Done. Don’t get your wound wet for a period of time, okay?” He looked serious as ever.

Xyla nodded, standing up. “I’ll go and clean up the glass shards.”

“I’ll go.” He got up and walked into the washroom. Xyla sat back down on the sofa and surfed some social media applications.

as interesting as before. Upon entering, the searches were all about

was just

wondering again just who was the mastermind behind keeping these

and picked up his phone. After unlocking it, the screen immediately displayed the Gentleman’s Club chat room. Having no idea what had happened above, the group was now

back up to read. He simply

finger could tap

texted. “You’re done? But

Henry replied. “Yeah…”

you a little

typed a speedy reply. “Does it

it enough time to

minutes? Isn’t that a

“Do you have some misunderstanding with regard to this? How are five minutes enough? Even if you’ve never touched a woman, you should’ve

an

Don’t be devastated. Something like this can now be

simply replied with ‘…’