The thought never occurred to Stanley Batton. Neither did it cross Xyla Quest's mind, either.
How did Stanley’s parents know so much about this?
They were the best parents in the country indeed, being so tolerant about something like this, even discussing it in such a casual manner.
They even paid attention to the little things.
Sharon Lindt scratched her head awkwardly. “You can’t blame me for this. I’d already told you that your wife was a very beautiful woman, and yet, you still weren’t interested. You've never interacted much with women, so of course, I thought you liked men.”
“Can’t I have just remained celibate for my own reasons?” Stanley asked.
“Sure, sure. How was I supposed to know? After all, you’re so rich,” his mother said.
“My father is rich, too, but he doesn’t sleep around,” he countered.
“That’s because I always keep an eye on him.”
Wilson Batton wasn’t happy with what he heard. “It has nothing to do with you keeping an eye on me. I intentionally stayed away from other women. Do you think a man who needed his wife to keep an eye on him could abstain from temptations out there?” he argued.
She instantly realized she had misspoken, and slapped herself gently. “I’m sorry, Honey. I didn’t mean that. It was the wrong thing to say.”
“You can apologize, but please don’t hit my wife,” he told her.
Sharon instantly felt warm in her heart, smiling at him sweetly.
They had always been this sweet around each other, like a new couple who just got into a relationship.
Xyla and Stanley admired them for it. Their only wish was to be just like them when they were old. They wanted to still be in love with each other just as much as they did now.
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