Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 2041

Stanley Batton and Yaksha became teary seeing Xyla Quest breaking down.

Stanley went down on one knee and carefully wiped her tears away. "Don't be like this, Xyla. Have you forgotten that your father never liked seeing you cry?" His words reminded her of the past.

When she was seven, her father brought her to experience life in the village.

On the third day, she fell sick, and her fever wouldn't subside.

However, the village was inaccessible for transportation, so her father, Jeremy Quest, didn't drive his car.

Tortured by the sickness, young Xyla kept crying.

Jeremy was so worried that he carried her several miles away to look for a hospital in town.

Xyla vividly remembered that it was snowing heavily that night, and they had left in a hurry.

Jeremy managed to put on a thick coat for Xyla, but he only wore regular, casual winter wear.

The harsh northern winds, accompanied by cold snowflakes, kept blustering against their bodies. Jeremy was freezing at the time, but he was determined to take her to a hospital. After arriving at the hospital, Xyla was still doing well while Jeremy's face was red all over.

She still couldn't imagine how badly her father suffered back then.

Her father had been very protective of her ever since she was a kid. He would always be there when she needed him.

However, Xyla wasn't always there when he needed someone.

Thinking about these things, she felt that she hadn't been a caring daughter to her father.

She wished she could go back in time, and perhaps not spend so much time at work.

She would spend most of her time with her father.

If Xyla could go back in time, she wouldn't have let her father leave the ward so soon the other day and chat with him for a while longer.

At the time, she was too worried about her children, neglecting her father.

The more Xyla thought about it, the more her heart ached.

No matter how hard Stanley tried to comfort her, nothing worked.

"Stop crying, I'm begging you,

we heart is breaking i

he

pieces when I see you like this said with his heart in pieces.

Every drop of her tears was like a knife to his heart.

What was he supposed to do? He felt helpless.

Despite his pleas, Xyla wouldn't listen to anything he said when her heart was in a great deal of pain.

Her body was suffering, too.

Yaksha frowned before patting

Stanley on the shoulder gently. "Let

her cell feel better after that.

Suppressing her emotions will only make her fall sick."

But how could Stanley bring himself to watch her cry?

He continued to speak words of comfort, but nothing worked on her.

Xyla cried for nearly half an hour before she finally stopped, her eyes now swollen.

She no longer had any strength left in her body.

She was so exhausted that she could only lean lifelessly against her wheelchair, feeling as if her tears had run dry.

Her eyes hurt from all that anguish.

Wishing a miracle could happen, she

hoped her father could suddenly

come back to life like in fictional novels where resurrection was possible.

However, she knew those were all fake.

Once a person died, that person was gone for good.

Her father would never return, and Xyla would forever be fatherless.