Xyla Quest immediately shook her head. "No thanks, Mom. I've had enough meat today."

Besides, she still had a bowl full of chicken drumstick meat.

Stanley Batton obediently put his chicken drumstick into her bowl. "Have some more," he said with a smile.

He was used to all this and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

However, she felt uneasy. "Honey, it's fine. Have some yourself."

She didn't want him to feel even worse.

Meanwhile, the nannies exchanged glances, once again taken aback by how great Xyla's parents-in-law were.

"Don't mind him. Just eat it," Sharon Lindt said, feeding her a piece of meat he had put into her bowl.

Xyla felt even more guilty when she ate it, feeling sorry for her husband, whose status in his own family was worsening by the day.

"Mom, you should look after Stanley, too," she said softly, shooting a pointed look at her mother-in-law.

Sharon couldn't stand it when Xyla looked at her like this, knowing she'd cave in each time.

She smiled, sighing. "You're a good kid. Don't worry about Stanley. Just look after yourself. Right now, you're the most important person in the family we need to take care of." She then turned to address her son. "Don't you think so?"

"Yes, you're right," he replied, agreeing on that point with all his heart.

Nearby, Wilson pointed at the bowl of bird's nests. "Give Xyla some bird's nest. Don't just feed her chicken."

Reminded of this, his wife promptly picked up the bowl and fed some to Xyla while Stanley continued to drink his meatless chicken soup.

Sharon felt satisfied once they

finished eating and turned to look at

Xyla. "How did you replace those,

dishes? I could see that you were enjoying them."

She nodded.

Then, Sharon smiled and put the two empty bowls in front of her son. "Wash the bowls, Stanley."

Xyla instantly stood up when she saw this. "Let me do it," she hastily said, feeling that she hadn't done much at home lately.

She couldn't let this continue.

However, as soon as she stood up, Sharon pulled her back to her seat. "This is Stanley's job, not yours."

For some reason, Xyla felt even more sorry for him even though she couldn't think of a comeback.

"Okay, I'll wash up," he smiled calmly before picking up the three empty bowls then heading into the kitchen to clean them up.

Seeing her husband occupied like that made Xyla feel worse.

She immediately turned to look at his mother. "Mom, you should beca little more fair. I feel bad for my

husband. He gets tired every day, too."

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"I told you. It's expected for men to be tired. Besides, there's nothing pitiful about his position," Sharon replied.

She remained silent, not knowing any way she could continue with this conversation.

Watching her struggling internally,

Wilson immediately spoke up. "Xyla,

it's only right for the men in the Batton family to treat their women right. It's not wrong for our

yels

daughters-in-law to be treated better than our sons."

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