"I'm tired of saying I'm envious of Xyla."

"If Xyla and Stanley ever get a divorce, I won't believe in love anymore."

"Ahh, Stanley is like the ideal male protagonist in a novel, isn't he? He's the real-life dominant CEO!"

"Stanley is the ideal husband in every woman's heart, isn't he? Xyla is indeed the luckiest woman on the internet."

"Xyla is extremely pretty. I have to work hard for several years to afford just one of the accessories she's wearing!" Everyone was praising Xyla Quest in the comment section.

She briefly glanced through the comments emotionlessly before exiting the topic. They were nothing she hadn't heard before since she was a child. She was constantly offered flowers, praises, and applause apart from an awkward phase growing up.

She checked on the list of hot topics again, replaceing many of them related to her and her husband.

'#Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton#', '#Xyla is the luckiest woman in the world#', and '#Stanley is the real-life version of a male protagonist in novels#'.

She didn't need to click on any of them to know what people wrote on each topic.

Their comments were similar to what she read earlier, so she ignored them and moved on to other hot topics related to society.

Once she was done, it was almost time to get up, so she sat up lazily, slipping on her sleeping robe before walking into the bathroom.

She felt aches all over her body with every step she took as if

she'd been run over by a truck countless times.

Her heart raced when she recalled what happened the night before.

After briefly cleaning herself up, she put on a face mask and took a bath, finishing both at the same time.

Xyla put on her bathrobe before applying skincare products meticulously on her face in front of the basin. Then, she sat in front of the dressing table and started her makeup routine, keeping it simple.

For her nude makeup, she only needed a layer of foundation, an eyebrow pencil, eyeliners, and a cream-colored lipstick, before completing the look with a few brushes of mascara.

Because her facial features were perfect, she didn't even need any highlights.

She seemed to be glowing even more brightly with her makeup done, appearing as young as a teenager.

She entered her spacious closet to

change into a white shirt, a pair of gray high-waisted pants, and a similarly colored tight-fitting coat. She also put on black high heels before heading downstairs

It seemed very lively at this hour.

The nannies were with the twins on the playmat while a smiling Wilson Batton observed them.

There

strong aroma of

toasted bread wafting through the

warmed

s living room that instantly Xyla's heart.

She followed the alluring aroma into the kitchen, where she saw Sharon Lindt preparing a vegetable-and-fruit salad.

Bread of various shapes and sizes was almost done baking in the oven.

The fragrant scent was particularly potent in the kitchen.

This aroma was a representation of Xyla's life right then.

It was sweet and heart-warming.

Sharon immediately smiled when she saw her daughter-in-law. "Good morning, Xyla."

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