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.

search ranking was just as interesting as before. Upon entering, the searches were all about scandals involving Emily

was just as intense

just who was the mastermind behind keeping these searches on top of the list for so

was done cleaning up the washroom floor, he returned to sit beside Xyla and picked up his phone. After unlocking it, the screen immediately displayed the Gentleman’s Club chat room. Having no idea

lazy to scroll back up to read. He simply typed

was ready to exit. However, before his finger could

“You’re done? But it hasn’t been

Henry replied. “Yeah…”

you

a speedy reply. “Does it need

enough time to

Five minutes? Isn’t that a

some misunderstanding with regard to this? How are five minutes enough? Even if you’ve never

an

okay, Old Fifth. Don’t be devastated. Something like this can

simply replied

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