Stanley Batton, who sat next to Xyla Quest, calmly and slowly ate a mouthful of noodles. "I'm glad you like it."

"I love it, Five Batton. You are definitely the best cook among the men I've met," Xyla complimented.

It seemed like there was nothing Stanley couldn't do well.

Everything he did, he did it perfectly.

"Hurry up and eat. After dinner, go to bed," he said.

Xyla nodded and continued to eat her bowl of noodles.

She alternated between a mouthful of soup and a mouthful of noodles. Every mouthful warmed her heart and stomach.

"Your noodles taste very good," Xyla said while she ate.

After that, Xyla's face turned red again.

Her choice of words seemed to sound...

A little problematic.

"Really?" Stanley's eyes glistened playfully.

Xyla coughed awkwardly. "The noodles you made taste really good. Don't overthink."

"Wasn't that what you meant? Did you mean something else?" He asked.

"..."

Xyla's red had turned red all over by now.

Even her ears felt piping hot.

What was going on with her tonight? Why couldn't she say things normally?

"Didn't you say the noodles I made tasted good? Why aren't you eating?" Stanley asked.

"I'm eating now..."

"Alright, come on."

Xyla kept her head lowered without saying anything as she continued to eat. It felt as if her heart would soon pop out of her chest. Was he flirting with her?

After taking a deep breath, Xyla avoided his gaze at all costs and proceeded to drink the soup in the bowl.

Stanley became quiet and ate his bowl of noodles next to her.

He seemed very well-mannered when he ate.

Even if it was a simple noodle meal, he made it seem as if they were eating at a five-star hotel.

After finishing her bowl of noodles, Xyla quickly carried her bowl into the kitchen.

Stanley immediately stood up and grabbed hold of her bowl. "Leave it. I'll take care of it. Go to bed," he said.

"Okay, goodnight." Xyla was still avoiding his gaze. She turned around and headed upstairs directly.

Her heart was still pounding abnormally fast.

As Stanley watched her leave, his smile deepened. His brows seemed to relax gently.

Once Xyla returned to her room, she could still feel her heart racing.

Frantically, she leaned against the door and wouldn't stop panting. Their awkward conversation earlier kept replaying in her mind.

She really had gone mad tonight.

After standing still for a long while, Xyla finally calmed down. She then walked into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and returned to her room.

Now, she lay on her bed, surrounded by silence in her room.

When alone in a quiet environment, one's mind always wandered.

After turning the lights off, Xyla's mind became clouded with all sorts of thoughts once more.

She had six days left before meeting her husband, a man she had never met since they married. Once they met, she would have to lay her cards on the table.

Xyla felt certain that the man would agree to her request without hesitation. After all, he had never been interested in her despite being married to each other for so long. Truthfully, Xyla did feel a little curious about that person. She wondered what he looked like.

When Xyla thought of her master, she felt an even greater sense of mixed emotions.

Up until now, she still couldn't get rid of the feeling of guilt from betraying her master. Whenever she thought about it, she would feel distraught.

***

When Xyla woke up the next morning, she received good news.

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