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 before. Upon entering, the searches were all about scandals involving

just

mastermind behind keeping these searches on top

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

lazy to scroll back

finger could tap on the

done? But it hasn’t been

Henry replied. “Yeah…”

commented. “Aren’t you a

was confused. He typed a speedy reply. “Does it need to take

time to

Five minutes? Isn’t that a

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

sent an image.

Old Fifth. Don’t be devastated. Something like this can now be treated. You just have to look for an

simply replied with ‘…’