Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 2066

"It's nothing. I just wanted to let you know," Stanley Batton said.

Xyla Quest hugged her husband tightly. "Those things won't happen to me because I believe your parents wouldn't let them." "Yeah, I know, but I just wanted to make sure," he told her.

Stanley knew his parents' temperament very well, but he still wanted to reassure Xyla in the event she felt upset at any given time. More importantly, he didn't want her to tolerate anyone who gave her a hard time. He wouldn't allow himself or his parents to upset her.

"I know. Honestly, if anything like that happened, I'd tolerate it for your sake," Xyla replied.

"I'm so protective of you that you don't even have to put up with me. Why should you put up with anyone else?" he asked.

Hearing him, she felt secure, a warm sensation flowing through her chest. Even the air tasted sweet.

Smiling, she continued to hug Stanley. "You are so unlike other people. I've struck gold with you."

"I'm the one who struck gold," he countered.

His wife was gentle, pretty, independent, elegant, and street-smart. There was nothing he could pick on, and that made her the best woman in the world.

"All right, let's stop blowing each other's trumpets and go to bed," she suggested.

"Okay."

Soon, they fell asleep, both sleeping soundly, perhaps due to the comfort provided by their own large bed.

Meanwhile, Sharon Lindt snuck out of bed and started to walk out of her room in the darkness.

Hearing her movements, Wilson Batton instantly turned on the lights, staring at her in surprise. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to check on the children. I don't feel safe letting a bunch of strangers look after them," Sharon whispered.

Even though she had hired nannies that were highly sought after in the country with rave reviews under their belts, she still couldn't fully entrust her grandchildren to them. "In that case, I'm going too," Wilson said, already getting out of bed.

"You should rest. I'll be fine on my own."

"Let's go together. I miss those two already," he insisted, not wanting to spend a single minute apart from their grandchildren.

Whenever he thought of his adorable grandchildren, he wished he could look at them every day.

"Fine," his wife sighed. "I miss them too much, as well."

Sharon felt a special connection with the twins, in particular. She had other grandkids, but somehow, she missed these two the most. Wilson shared her feelings, too. Holding hands, they walked into the nursery, pushing the door open to replace all six nannies still awake.

The twins were not asleep yet, as two nannies held them, lulling them to sleep while the others were setting up the cradles.

Everyone had their assigned tasks, and they all worked harmoniously together.

Seeing the children still up, Sharon and Wilson felt even more excited as they eagerly swept the children up into their arms respectively. "Let us take it from here," Sharon told the nannies who were holding them. "You can get some rest."

They nodded respectfully, neither saying a word to avoid disrupting the peaceful atmosphere.

Sharon held Lynette Batton while Wilson carried Leon Batton in his arms.

The children had innocent looks in their large, clear eyes, smiling sweetly in their arms.

Their gazes seemed capable of seeing through all the filth and evil in the world.

The senior couple sat on the large bed, quietly and gently coaxing the children to sleep, which they did very soon in their embrace without any fuss. There was a light and milky scent on them, an aroma that appealed to Sharon and Wilson the most.

They were still reluctant to put the

children down despite them already asleep Instead, they continued to

hold the, quietly gazing at the

tiny

faces in wonder.

As they slept, their long lashes made them seem like adorable dolls, their plump hands clinging on the edges of Sharon and Wilson's shirts. Holding these children made the couple feel like they were holding the entire world.

Seeing this, the nannies surrounded them and bent over to look at the adorably sleeping children, all feeling fond of them.

"Sir, Madam, why don't you put them on the bed? It's very tiring to carry them like this," one of the nannies suggested.

Wilson instantly shook his head, then gazed lovingly at his grandchildren. "No, I want to carry them for a while. I'm reluctant to let go."

"Yeah, me too. I came over to hold them," Sharon told them, making the nannies feel envious of Xyla again.

Not only did she have a great husband, but she also had adorable children and caring in-laws.

"You two sure love your grandchildren," another nanny said.

"How could I not?" Sharon spoke. "We're related by blood, and besides, they're so tiny and adorable."

The nannies nodded in agreement as they listened.

Sharon and Wilson carried the children for a long while before they reluctantly put them down on the cradle.

The twins still slept soundly despite being moved around.

Their grandparents were still

reluctant to leave, so they leaned et

against the railing in front of them and continued to gaze affectionately at the children.

After a long while, the two of them finally left.

Sharon barely slept the rest of the night, getting up occasionally to enter the nursery to check up on them, even though she knew the nannies would take good care of them.

***

Xyla and Stanley slept peacefully throughout the night.

In the wee hours of the morning, Stanley woke up alone to hastily get ready and head to work.

While Xyla slept, Sharon and Wilson kept busy making breakfast for everyone.

Xyla slept until noon, her eyes reluctantly opening to see thick drapes that kept the sunlight out. She couldn't even tell whether it was day or night.

Reaching for her watch, she glanced at it, then promptly scrambled out of bed to pull the curtains apart when she saw the time.