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“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 his grandfather. But
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthe had always been reluctant to show his face, so I started changing my mind.”
Seeing her this way, Stanley felt as if a warm hand had touched him somewhere deep inside his heart.
His lips curled into a barely visible smile.
Xyla stood up. “Alright, let’s stop talking about this. Let’s put away the things you brought over. I’ll take
you outside later to get you used to the house.”
Perhaps it was how dazzling and warm the sunlight was, at that moment, Stanley felt as if she was a
soft and listless kitten. He felt an urge to caress her.
“Sure.” Stanley got up slowly and gently rubbed her head.
Xyla’s heart immediately squeezed, taking a step back out of reflex. “What are you doing?”
Was he teasing her?
“There’s something on your head,” he said. Turning to leave, his lips curved slightly upward again.
“Let’s go…”
Xyla quickly tidied her ruffled hair before going after him…
Thereafter, the two of them relocated the items in the luggage bag to their proper places. Once
everything was done, Xyla first showed Stanley around the second floor, before they descended to the
first floor.
Having viewed the rooms one by one, suddenly, it was noon.
Xyla led Stanley back into the living room and said, “Take a seat. There are ingredients in the
refrigerator, so I’ll make some food now. My dad wanted to arrange for a maid to serve us, but I
refused. With our condition, if an outsider comes in, we’ll be exposed immediately.”
“Thus, our house chores will be borne by us from now on. We’ll do a huge cleanup twice a week As for
the other chores in between, whoever’s free will do them. How does that sound?” Xyla asked for his
opinion.
“Sure,” he said.
“You hurt your elbow recently, so for the time being, I’ll take care of everything,” said Xyla.
“Only my left arm is hurt, not my right.” He then gently moved his left arm. Although it still hurt, it was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmnot as bad as she assumed.
“That won’t do either… If you feel bad, you can help me do some work that doesn’t require too much
physical exertion. You’ll have to listen to me on this matter.” Xyla was firm, even her expression
became stern.
Stanley nodded in defeat. “Alright.”
“There’s no need to sweep and mop the floor. After we have lunch, we’ll go out and get a sweeping
robot and a mopping robot. We’ll put one of each on both floors,” said Xyla.
“Sure. I’ll pay,” replied Stanley.
“No need. I’ll pay. You just have to cooperate with me and play the role of my husband. You don’t have
to care about anything else,” said Xyla casually. She had no plans to let him share any of the
responsibilities.
Stanley was speechless. After listening to her, an awkward feeling rose in his heart. It was as if he was
being kept by Xyla Quest.
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