Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

On top of that, Emily Quest’s reputation had been completely ruined. Everyone in Country Z knew what kind of person she was,
and she had put a blot on her image, a blot that would follow her for the rest of her life. She was doomed to be criticized
everywhere she went even if she regained her freedom.
“Suit yourself... I’ll support whatever decision you have made.” Georgie Clementine stroked her hair softly.
Knock knock knock... There was a knock on the door.
“Please come in.” Xyla responded.
Soon, the door opened and Stanley Batton entered the room with some warm water and medicine. He placed the tray on the
shelf beside the bed and got a painkiller as well as an anti-inflammatory pill from the bottles. He shoved the pills into Xyla’s
mouth.
He then brought the cup of water to her lips.
Bitterness spread across her mouth. She quickly grabbed the cup from Stanley, drank a mouthful of water and swallowed the
pills. The bitterness was still spreading around as the pills traveled down her throat. She felt like her stomach was turning over.
Stanley took a peppermint candy out of his pocket slowly and put it into her mouth. “Have a candy.”
These were all some insignificant small gestures but they warmed her heart intensely.
“Thanks.” she smiled.
“Xyla, I’m a little worried now. What if Emily comes out and recovers afterwards? Will she target you again? Or even worse this
time?” Fear flashed across Georgie’s eyes.
“It’s possible.” Xyla was aware of Emily’s temper. “But I’m not afraid. It’s best for her to behave nicely, and I’ll be fine with her. If
she’s going to go against me again, I won’t let her off the hook.”
“Why did she have to be diagnosed with major depression? She’d still be in the jail right now if she hadn’t.” Georgie was upset.
“If you want her to stay in the jail, I do have ways.” Stanley looked at Xyla and said.
“Forget it... I don’t want to. I can’t push my father to death, he’s already sick because of Emily.” Xyla frowned bitterly.

“He’s sick?” Stanley asked.
“Yeah, because of Emily. He hopes that Emily can be released. He can’t bear to see Emily suffer and he said that Emily’s
condition is really bad. Forget it, just leave it this way.” Xyla placed the cup on the shelf.
“I respect your decision,” Stanley faintly said.
“I need to go to the hospital now. I need to see my father.” Xyla forced herself to move to the edge of the bed and she was going
to put on her shoes.
Stanley knelt down on one knee and put on the shoes for her nicely. “Okay, I’ll drive you there.”
Georgie Clementine grabbed Xyla’s arm and gazed at Stanley. “Stan, she’s talking nonsense right now, how can you just let her
be? How can she be running around now?”
“She won’t feel at ease if she doesn’t go to the hospital.” Stanley looked at Georgie calmly. “Nor will she be happy.”
“Is this the right time to talk about being happy or sad?” Georgie lifted her eyebrows and she looked rather gloomy. “What if her
wound reopens when she’s running around out there.”
“Her happiness is important to me at all times.” Stanley’s gaze fell on Xyla’s face slowly.
The moment their eyes met, Xyla could clearly feel that her body was warm and her heart caught aflame.