Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2192

“Hahaha! Is Stanley very free right now? Did he just like all the comments that praised Xyla?”

“Hahaha! He’s such a great husband. I can’t stop laughing. Stanley, isn’t your hand tired?”

“Why do I suddenly feel like Stanley is a little too adorable?”

“I couldn’t tell Stanley was someone who enjoyed liking comments.”

“I envy those people whose comments he liked. I’m extremely jealous.”

“Stanley must love Xyla a lot to do this.”

“There’s a certain kind of love that only exists between Xyla and Stanley.”

Stanley Batton didn’t expect anyone would pay so much attention to his simple act of liking comments.

He felt rather speechless about it after briefly glancing at such comments.

He perused the list of hot topics again but found nothing else of interest, so he clicked on a news application and began reading the news.

Meanwhile, Xyla Quest was still hard at work, blissfully unaware of what was happening on the internet.

At six o’clock, she was finally done with work.

Days were much longer now than during winter, so the sky was only slightly dim as lights started turning on all over Atlantis.

From afar, she could see heavy traffic everywhere.

The city still seemed to be bustling with activity despite the hour.

After putting down the final document, she physically relaxed, shrugging before standing up to stretch slowly.

Despite being busy fiddling with his phone, Stanley immediately stood up when he saw this, approaching his wife to hug her from behind. “Are you tired? Hmm?” he asked softly.

As soon as they were out the door, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle, prompting her to stop walking to glance down at it.

She hasn't realized there was a sizeable blister on her ankle.

She began frowning deeply.

Seeing this, Stanley bent down on one knee to check her ankle, a stern expression appearing on his face when he saw the blister. “Does it hurt?”

She nodded.

“Why must you wear heels? What’s the point?” he asked.

“Because they look good.”

Shaking his head helplessly, he lifted her into his arms. “Let’s get into the car, and I’ll rub some medicated ointment for you.”