Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Josh smiled. He casually took out his phone and started looking at today’s some social medias hottest search ranking. Those gloomy topics have finally disappeared. Even that search about Emily Quest’s scandal was gone. The hottest topics now were about Chanel’s fashion show. Most of the searches were about celebrities watching the show.

#Josh Batton watching the show# was number one on the list, followed by exciting headlines.

Opening an article out of habit, the first image to meet his eyes were nine photos of him watching the show in three by three grid styles, posted by X Entertainment’s official Instagram account.

Next, he started looking at them one by one. Xyla had been captured in each of those photos, but her brilliance was not outshined by his. Whenever his fingers swiped to the next photos, his eyes would inadvertently stop at her face for the longest time.

The photographer was reluctant to give up after not receiving a response. He asked again, “Come on, Brother Josh, tell me. Do you like her?”

“Nosy,” Josh muttered. His voice was crisp and warm, as always.

“I think you like her,” the photographer added. “She’s such a beauty. I like her, as well.”

Josh glanced at him before extending an arm to tum off the light above

an instant, the world went dark. He lowered his head to focus

light shining on his face made his feature seem all the more pleasant and soft. His eyes were as clear as the

his fanatic group

him reluctant to speak, the photographer gave up, and

tapped into the comments section and could see it filled with

My husband

“Ahhhhhhhhh… I’m dying.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

the familiar IDs, his lips curled into a warm

light

can’t get enough,” Josh’s stylist, Winnie Zeller, commented as she cradled her