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.

searches were all about scandals involving Emily Quest,

just

again just who was the mastermind behind keeping these searches on top of

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 what had happened above, the group was now filled with shocked

too lazy to scroll back up to read. He simply typed

he was ready to exit. However, before his finger could tap on the return button, the group chat

“You’re done? But it

Henry replied. “Yeah…”

commented. “Aren’t you a

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

it enough time to dress a

“… Five minutes? Isn’t that

misunderstanding with regard to this? How are five minutes enough? Even if you’ve never touched a woman, you should’ve at least watched

sent an image.

Old Fifth. Don’t be devastated. Something like this

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