There was quite a distance between Xyla Quest and Stanley Batton, making it difficult for her to hear what exactly he was talking about with the person on the call. However, from the changes in his facial expression and judging by the tone of his voice, Xyla was fairly certain that Stanley was talking to his girlfriend.
Perhaps they had agreed to go somewhere together today, but they had to cancel their plans because of her. Xyla’s heart began to ache while her thoughts went wild.
Stanley hung up the phone and walked over to Xyla before sitting down once more. “Are you hungry? I’ll get something for you,” he said.
Xyla looked away so that he couldn’t see the disappointment in her eyes. “It’s okay. Georgie will be here soon. You can leave now. You’re not needed here anymore,” she said blatantly.
Her cold attitude made Stanley frown again. “What’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing. I just want to be alone. Hurry along and leave now,” said Xyla.
“There’s something you’re not telling me.” He pressed on.
“I’m being serious. I’m tired. I just want to rest for a while… Hurry up and attend to the things you need to do. I’ve kept you here long enough.”
After finishing her sentence, Xyla turned to face the window, her back facing Stanley.
“Why are you suddenly being so distant?” Stanley raised a brow slightly as he gazed at her back.
“I’m just tired…” Xyla said as she closed her eyes.
“…”
Stanley became quiet. He frowned and continued to silently watch over her back. For some reason, he could sense that something had definitely changed in her, though it was subtle. He couldn’t point out what exactly the change was, but he new something was amiss. Perhaps there was a misunderstanding between them which caused this.
About half an hour later, Georgie Clementine arrived with a fewbags of supplies. She rushed to the bed as soon as she walked through the door and placed the things she had brought on the nightstand.
Since Xyla’s back was facing her, Georgie assumed that she must have fallen asleep. “Is she asleep? How is she doing?” Georgie asked Stanley.
“Yeah,” was Stanley’s only reply as he continued to look at her back.
Beep, beep, beep…
It was a call from Zack Cassidy. After looking at Georgie, he walked over to another bed and picked up the call with a serious expression on his face.
“Fifth master, there’s an important document that you need to go through. Where are you?” Zack asked.
“Got it. I’ll be there soon,” Stanley said.
After hanging up, Stanley looked at Xyla one final time before looking at Georgie, his expression cold as usual. “Please take good care of her. I have to leave to deal with something at the moment,” he said.
Xyla slowly opened her eyes. She thought to herself that his girlfriend must have been looking for him. After letting out a heavy sigh, Xyla closed her eyes again without saying anything.
Georgie nodded slightly.
Stanley took his black coat which he had draped over a chair earlier, before quickly putting it on and walking away.
After he left, Xyla opened her eyes and lay on her back before looking at Georgie. “Georgie… I really think you should hire a caregiver for me. I don’t think it’s appropriate for you to look after me.”
“I don’t trust caregivers at all. Oh right, what’s going on between you and Five Batton? Did you two argue or something?” Georgie asked, confused.
For some reason, Georgie felt that something had happened between Xyla and Stanley. When Georgie first walked in, she thought Xyla was asleep since she had her back facing Stanley. If she wasn’t asleep, why would she have her back facing him, and why didn’t she say anything?
Moreover, Xyla had never asked for a caregiver when she was injured previously. Five was the one who looked after her. What made this time different?
“No…” Xyla simply shook her head.
