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.

just as interesting as before. Upon entering, the searches were all about scandals involving Emily Quest, Tom Sullivan, and the

news was just

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

the screen immediately displayed the Gentleman’s Club chat room. Having

to scroll back

finger could tap on

done? But

Henry replied. “Yeah…”

“Aren’t you a little too

typed a speedy reply. “Does it need to take long? Are five

it enough time to

Five minutes? Isn’t that a man’s worst

five minutes enough? Even if you’ve never touched a woman, you should’ve at least watched videos,

sent an

like this can now be treated. You just have

simply replied with ‘…’

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