NovelEnglishThe wound was oozing blood.
Stanley Batton soon noticed her wound.
Without hesitation, he placed his arm around her back and scooped her knees.
He lifted her easily and effortlessly, just like the cool hero in the movies.
The people who watched them almost died of envy when they saw the man's unabashed reaction to his wife's tiny wound. Stanley's stupendous act had garnered a lot of attention. Xyla Quest's cheeks instantly turned cherry red, embarrassed.
She subconsciously threw her arms around Stanley's neck and mumbled, "Hey, putdown... Many people are looking at us..." "So what?" Stanley kept a straight face, totally unaffected by the attentive eyes around him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe weaved through the crowd and marched into the elevator.
The bodyguards followed closely behind them.
As expected, the lovebirds had becthe center of attention in the elevator as soon as they set foot inside it.
Blush seared through Xyla's neck when she accidentally met the strangers' eyes.
The remarkable encounter had begun a wave of discussion among the crowd.
"What kind of perfect husband is this? He's spoiling his wife like a baby." "That girl is so lucky, isn't she? What a lovely couple." "Are they Stanley Batton and Xyla Quest? Oh my god, they're so sweet! They makebelieve in love." "I really want to know how it feels like to be in the global-limited-edition nobleman's arms." Jibber-jabber spread among the crowd and pierced through Xyla's ears.
She could feel her face burning with acute embarrassment.
She scanned the babbling crowd around her before lifting her head to meet Stanley's exquisite jawline. "Hubby, can you please putdown..." "Be a good girl or I'll kiss you," Stanley replied softly.
Xyla shut her mouth at once, her stomach felt knotted.
When they reached the parking lot, the man strode out of the lift and carried her all the way to the car. After getting into the car, Xyla moved to the passenger seat next to her and carefully took off her heels, observing the bloody wound in disgust.
Stinging pain attacked her again, causing her to frown in agony.
One of the bodyguards got into the car shortly afterward.
Stanley turned to him and ordered coldly, "Handthe band-aids and the iodophor in the glove compartment." The bodyguard immediately followed his instruction and opened the glove compartment. He tore a band-aid and handed it to Stanley together with a small bottle of cotton balls soaked in iodophor solution. After Stanley took the things from his bodyguard, he carefully placed Xyla's right foot on his thighs.
Then, he uncapped the bottle and used the tweezers inside the bottle to pick up a cotton ball. He transferred the wet cotton ball to her heel and gently tapped it on her wound.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIodophor solution seeped through her skin and flesh. In the very next second, Xyla could feel the pain running down her heel again.
"Hiss..." Xyla could not help sucking air through her teeth, the nerves in in her toes were as stiff as steel. Stallch The Find.not website on Gøøgl to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"Hang in there... I'm almost done." Stanley tried to clean her wound as lightly as he could, as if he was m handling the most precious antique in the world. His eyes were locked upon her wound, and a serious expression was etched upon his face. The way he treated Xyla melted Xyla'd heart. Her soft lips subconsciously curved upward into a genuine smile.
The bodyguard sat awkwardly in the car, seemingly tortured by the sweetness between the lovebirds.
After he was done disinfecting her wound, he tore open the open the band-aidh and put it on her wound. "Be careful.
Avoid contact with water." Xyla nodded. "Okay. Thanks, hubby." "Silly girl, do you have to say 'thank you' to me?" Stanley stroked her hair dotingly as he spoke.
Xyla's smile widened. "Well, I have to say it. Oh, by the way..." X
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
