NovelAppAfter seeing Stanley Batton's eyes, Xyla Quest felt all the weakness in her heart spilling out...
When she first saw Stanley earlier, she could still hold her emotions in and not let any of it show.
Xyla thought she could keep holding her emotions in.
However, as she saw an increasing number of corpses and injured people, she didn't want to keep doing so any longer...
Xyla realized that she wasn't as tough as she had imagined.
At this moment, she really couldn't handle it anymore.
Xyla couldn't care about anything else. She just wanted to cry and vent...
Most of the people who died or got injured today were from the auction... More than half of these hundreds of people were either dead or injured...
A disaster like this was no better than a terrorist attack...
"No... None of this has anything to do with you... The culprit was cruel. It's not your fault..." Stanley felt as if his heart was being cut. He carefully consoled Xyla. The girl before his eyes was like a fragile rose made of glass.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis heart ached for her. All he wanted to do was to protect her carefully.
Every drop of tear from her eyes was like a knife that jabbed at the softest part of his heart.
At this moment, Stanley suddenly didn't know what to do.
He'd always been a proud person since he was a kid...
He was inferior to one but superior to more than tens of thousands of people...
He had always looked down on everyone else from far above the clouds.
Nothing in this world was too difficult for him...
Now, Xyla was the only one who could make him feel so helpless.
Xyla was also the only person who could make Stanley, proud as he was, panic.
However, Xyla refused to listen to what Stanley said.
Her mind was filled with horrible scenes.
There were scenes of children crying pitifully, children with missing arms or legs, as well as old folks, women, and men who were dead.
Every scene was like a magical curse that repeatedly played before her eyes...
To be honest, she didn't want to appear weak in front of Stanley at all. Sear*ch the FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
At first, Xyla thought she could keep holding her emotions in.
However, in the end, she realized she couldn't.
In the pouring rain, Xyla's crying grew increasingly louder. She looked more and more like a desperate child. Wild breezes began blowing...
Ice-cold rainwater pelted against their faces and bodies from all directions.
The mixture of tears and rainwater made Xyla's vision completely blurry.
Cold rainwater slapped against her face, and an intense chill spread throughout her body, but she couldn't feel anything at all.
Stanley's heart was aching more than ever.
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He hugged Xyla tightly as he begged carefully, "Xyla, I'm begging you. Stop this, will you?" To Stanley, the woman in his arms was his life...
When Xyla was happy, Stanley was delighted too.
When Xyla's heart ached, Stanley's heart would ache too.
The two of them were connected as one...
For Stanley, he was willing to give up the entire world in exchange form din exch ve Xyla's happiness. Stanley was such a proud man...
In the office, he was known for being a strict boss who never smiled, and he was always proud and noble. He would never beg anyone for anything.
That was because nobody in the world deserved his humble pleas.
However, Xyla was the only person who could easily make him forgo all his pride.
For example, he was now begging for her to stop crying...
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