It was a WeChat message from Noah Smith, asking when he could sign the contract with Xyla Quest. Xyla chose to reply by calling him. He picked up almost immediately. “Aren’t you going to ask about the contract details before signing it?” Noah chuckled. “I’m quite sure that you won’t treat me unjustly.” “Even so, couldn’t you at least pretend to be a little more worried?” Xyla laughed. She liked Noah’s straightforwardness. “It’s fine, really. Just get the contract ready and tell me once it’s done. We can sign it in person.” “Sure,” replied Xyla. After hanging up, Xyla suddenly felt an acute pain in her abdomen. It came from the lower right side. Her face turned pale almost immediately. As the pain slowly increased, her body became weaker and weaker. She held onto the sides of the bathtub to pull herself out. A second later, she lost control of her legs and she fell forward. Instinctively, she grabbed on to the closest thing to her and it was a metal shelf full of s

“It’s alright. I’ll ask Georgie to hire a professional caregiver to look after me,” Xyla Quest said as she shook her head. Xyla knew for a fact, that any woman would be upset to find out that their boyfriend was constantly taking care of another. She didn’t want something like that to happen. Since Stanley already had a girlfriend, he and Xyla should keep some distance between them. This was Xyla’s way of showing respect to his girlfriend. Sensing something amiss with Xyla, Stanley frowned slightly. “Is anything the matter?” he asked. Beep, beep, beep… At that moment, Xyla’s phone on the nightstand began to ring. His hand moved over to pick the phone up but just as he was about to hand it over to her, he unintentionally saw that it was Noah Smith who was calling her. Stanley looked at Xyla briefly before picking the call up on her behalf and placing the phone in her hand. Xyla looked at who the caller was. “Noah, what’s up?” She began coughing almost immediately a

“Are you sure? Why do I feel like there’s something wrong with both of you? Why didn’t you ask for a caregiver when you were injured last time?” Georgie Clementine pursued on.She moved toward Xyla Quest’s bed and sat near the edge. Stretching her arm out, she casually placed it around Xyla’s shoulder, pulling Xyla close to her.“As you said, that was before. The current situation is completely different as he now has a girlfriend. His girlfriend would be depressed if she found out that Stan had been taking care of me.”Xyla smiled bitterly, looking exceptionally lonely and gloomy. Her heart began to throb again when she mentioned Stanley’s relationship. Breathing became difficult and she felt like she was constantly out of breath.Georgie’s eyes were able to capture all the changes in her expression perfectly. Her utter dismay was reflected in her eyes. “Xyla… Do you… Do you have a thing for Stanley Batton?”Another bitter smile was Xyla’s response, the girl refusing to deny no

Zack Cassidy’s eyes opened wide, attentive and brimming with curiosity. He slowly approached the wooden desk before holding onto the edge and looking straight into Stanley’s eyes. “Is Xyla behaving oddly around you? What exactly do you mean by attitude changes? Is she being apathetic toward you? I can’t believe this is actually happening to you.” Stanley’s face darkened instantaneously.Zack immediately realized that he had gone a bit too far. Clearing his throat, he took in a deep breath. He chose his next words carefully before whispering, “My apologies, Fifth Master. My words were chosen poorly.”This was true, as even Zack was surprised at how he simply blurted out everything that was on his mind.He felt his scalp go numb. “Do you crave death, Zack?” Stanley asked, each word more frigid than the last. “I do not, Fifth Master...” Zack responded apprehensively. “No, I’m pretty sure you do.” Stanley glared at him, his frown almost overbearing. “...” Zack Cassidy dared

“Please come in,” called out Georgie Clementine. In response, Stanley Batton stepped into the ward with a huge basket of fruits in hand. Xyla Quest found herself peering at the basket. It had all her favorite fruits in it. Stepping forward, he placed the basket of fruits on the bedside table and pulled a chair to sit beside Xyla. He looked at her and asked, “Was the lunch I ordered to your liking?” “Yes, the lunch was delicious and I appreciate the fruit basket. Though why are you back so soon?” Several thoughts were swimming in Xyla’s head. How could he spend so little time with his girlfriend? How was that enough? “I was worried about you,” Stanley answered. “There’s nothing to worry about, I have Georgie with me. As you can see, everything is fine here. Georgie has been taking very good care of me. Now hurry along and attend to your business matters,” blurted Xyla somewhat coldly, though her expression remained gentle as usual.A slight scowl formed on Stanley’s face a