Xyla Quest was now an orphan.
Stanley Batton cradled her face when he saw that she had stopped crying. “Honey, let’s go back, all right? Don’t be sad anymore. Tell me, what can I do for you to feel better? Hmm?”
If Stanley could do anything to make her happy, he would surely do it.
He would go through hell for her.
However, Xyla closed her eyes helplessly without uttering a word.
Right then, Yaksha, who had been silent all this while, spoke up. “You’ve been sitting for a long time, and your wound can’t handle it. Let’s head back.”
Slowly opening her eyes, she gazed helplessly at him. “Can I sit here for ten more minutes? I just want to look at my father.”
She would never see his face again after leaving this time.
Her father’s corpse would be cremated, turning into a pile of ash.
The face that made Xyla feel at peace would forever be gone from this world.
Yaksha nodded helplessly, letting her have her way.
Ten minutes later, he activated the teleport amulet without asking her permission.
Soon, Xyla returned to the ward.
At the time, Sharon Lindt was feeding milk to the twins by the cradle.
Seeing Xyla crying upon her return, Sharon's heart ached painfully again.
She continued to feed the children as she spoke. “Stan, be quick and carry Xyla onto the bed.”
Stanley obeyed, promptly carrying Xyla and carefully placing her on the bed.
Xyla closed her eyes in silence on her pillow, blocking everything out.
Everyone understood how she was feeling, so nobody said a word as they allowed her to process her feelings.
Time would be able to heal everything, and in a matter of days, Xyla should feel much better.
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