“Or maybe, he’s just trying to use this method to tell me that he isn’t interested in me, and just wants me to wait obediently for the divorce.” Xyla shrugged and turned to look at the pine tree in the snow-covered yard. “Forget him, this is nice too. I just have to wait quietly for three years and then get a divorce.” “Actually, weren’t you already healed by then? Even if you choose to break the contract in advance, your master can’t do anything to you. So, why didn’t you?” asked Stanley, staring intently into her eyes, curiosity filling his gaze. “Humans are supposed to keep their promises, aren’t they? Master is my benefactor, I can’t be so heartless. To me, my master is like a second parent.”At the mention of her master, Xyla’s gaze became much softer and her voice more mellow. She voiced out her innermost thoughts without reserve, “In fact, when I first agreed to my master’s condition, I thought that maybe I could try living a proper life with him. After all, I’m indebted to

After lunch, Xyla Quest drove Stanley Batton to Goldfield Plaza in her sports car. Soon, the couple managed to purchase the cleaning robots they needed. After their purchase, they moved the goods into the car. It was bright, sunny, and cloudless outside. Such a day without snowfall was one of the rare good days in winter. After closing the fully stuffed car boot, Xyla turned to him and said, “I’ll go to the supermarket to get some dish soap. You can wait for me in the car.” “I’ll go with you.” Moving his long slender legs, he simply strode to the supermarket’s entrance on the first floor and got into the elevator. Xyla said nothing but quickly followed after him. A good looking couple was exceptionally eye-catching. “If I had a boyfriend like that, I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep because I’ll be staring at his face until I die.” “This guy looks like my idol, Josh Batton, but I think he’s even more handsome than Josh. My goodness, this girl is too fortunate!” “Th

She handed him the items while he scanned them. Such tacit cooperation was very efficient. Whatever Xyla asked of him, he would cooperate compliantly. When Sebastian and a female internet celebrity pushed their cart to the payment area, they just happened to run into this scene. His eyes subconsciously widened. Sebastian deliberately closed his eyes, rubbing them for a bit before opening them wide again. His eyes were not playing tricks on him. That man was his best buddy, Old Fifth! And that woman was his sister-in-law, Xyla Quest! What was this? This person who despised entering supermarkets was actually here shopping! And from the looks of things, he seemed to be cooperating very well. He got more curious as to what magic Xyla had used on Stanley. Were they already this close? So close that Xyla would actually go shopping with him? “This is too f*cking surreal…” Sebastian could not help mumbling to himself. The internet celebrity asked, “Young Master Brenand, w

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 Weibo. Weibo’s hottest search ranking was just as interesting as before. Upon entering, the searches were all about scandals involving Emily Quest, Tom Sullivan, and the Sullivan Group. The news was just as intense as before. She couldn’t help wonder

“…” Xyla Quest was at a loss for words suddenly.“I’ll pay attention next time. What are we having for dinner?” Stanley Batton changed the subject smoothly.“What do you want to eat? I’ll make it,” Xyla said. She seemed completely unaware of the wound on her hand.Stanley had never met a girl like her from a wealthy family who was nowhere close to being effeminate.“What do you want to eat?” Stanley asked.“I’m fine with anything. Just tell me what you want. I’ll make it,” Xyla repeated.“Stay here,” Stanley said before turning around and walking toward the kitchen with a smile.“What about your elbow?” Xyla asked.“It’s fine,” he said.“I’ll help you out,” Xyla said before getting up and running after him.However, as soon as she arrived by the door, the kitchen door was shut in her face.After that, Stanley locked the door from the other side.“Be careful with your elbow,” Xyla said softly once she heard the clicking sound of the lock.However, Stanley did not reply to her.By now, X