NovelEnglishXyla Quest nodded obediently.
Everything Stanley Batton did make her heart feel warm.
"Thank you, my darling," Xyla said.
"What are you thankingfor? Silly." After turning the engine on, Stanley drove Xyla to a castle-like villa.
Inside the house, Sharon Lindt, Wilson Batton, and Catherine Batton were all sitting on the couch while watching something on the television.
When they saw that Stanley and Xyla had returned, they all smiled.
Catherine was the first to get up and walk over to Xyla and Stanley. She held Xyla's hand, passionately. "Sister-in- law, you're here..." "Yeah," Xyla said.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Xyla, Stanley, hurry up and wash your hands. I've finished preparing dinner. I'll heat the food, and we can start eating right away," Sharon said excitedly while quickly standing up and looking at Stanley and Xyla.
After finishing her sentence, Sharon quickly walked into the kitchen.
"Mother, I'll help you," Catherine said before quickly letting go of Xyla's hand and following Sharon into the kitchen.
"I'll help them out too. You two, go and get your hands washed, quickly," Wilson said.
After that, Wilson followed Sharon and Catherine into the kitchen.
Seeing how everyone in the family was in a hurry, Xyla couldn't help but feel warmth in her heart. The Batton family always made her feel so loved and welcomed.
*** After the entire family finished eating together joyfully, Xyla put her chopsticks down and looked at Wilson. "Father, can I speak to you, just the two of us?" Xyla asked. Wilson decisively nodded.
Sharon, on the other hand, seemed curious. "What is it? You're acting so mysterious." "I'll tell you about it later," Xyla said and chuckled. Search the Findwebsite on Google to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Wilson stood up without saying anything and led Xyla upstairs to his study.
The room was huge, and there was sambergris being burned on the desk.
The faint aroma had a soothing effect on both of them.
"Xyla... Let's sit over there on the couch," Wilson said as he closed the door. He then walked over to the couch by the french window and sat down.
Xyla followed him and sat down next to him.
"Xyla, what is it that you want to speak toabout?" Wilson cut to the chase.
"I wanted to ask you, Father, if you would go to Josh's concert?" Xyla asked.
"Why do you suddenly bring this up?" Wilson still had an affectionate expression on his face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmXyla told him the truth. "Josh actually wantsto ask you on his behalf. He toldthat his greatest wish was for you to watch him at his concert. Will you go?"
"I didn't want to go at first, but since you're askingto do it, I naturally R¤གit, can't refuse you, Wilson said without En hesitation. "Thank you, Father," Xyla responded joyfully.
"You don't have to thank me. Is there anything else, Xyla?" Wilson asked.
"No," Xyla said.
"Hmm... Have you been happy living with Stan these days? Has he been good to you?" Wilson asked.
When Wilson brought this up, Xyla couldn't help but smile happily. "Yeah. He treatsvery well."
"If he mistreats you in any way, you can tell me. I'l teach him a lesson for you," Wilson added. "Okay," Xyla said. "Con. Let's go downstairs," Wilson said.
Xyla nodded before following Wilson downstairs.
She hadn't expected things to go this smoothly at all.
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