When the door flung open, George bore an extremely worried face as her hands grasped Xyla’s shoulder. “President Xyla, what’s wrong with you?”
“I’ll sleep over at your house tonight.” Xyla said with a deep, depressed sigh. She did not want to go back to their house tonight.
Georgie realized that she must have gotten herself into a difficult or complicated situation from the expression on her face. Immediately, she caught up with Xyla and pulled her to the sofa, sitting down together with her. “What’s the matter? Did you have a fight with Five Batton?”
Upon hearing the name ‘Five Batton’, Xyla could not help but sneer bitterly. “Five Batton? Pfft… Just call him Stanley Batton from now on!”
The initial worry on Georgie’s face was replaced by shock. “What do you mean?”
“He’s Stanley Batton… My husband!”
Georgie was struck dumb by her words, her eyes out on stalks as she gaped at Xyla’s face. “What? He’s your mysterious husband that you never met? Stanley Batton? Why did he hide it from you if he’s that man himself?”
Another bitter smile was Xyla’s response. She leaned against the sofa and lamented, “How do I know? He must have his intention.”
Engulfed by exhaustion, she plopped herself down on the sofa.
“Judging by his reactions before and after the encounter, I think Master did not tell him that I was the one who he was going to meet tonight.” Xyla spoke with a flat, weary tone, her mind was still in a mess.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about it when I was on my way here. I don’t think that Master was aware that the two of us had been seeing each other for quite a long time. He must have planned our meeting today without any knowledge about it. He wouldn’t have arranged us to meet in such a way if he knew what his grandson had done to me.” Xyla forced herself to gather her thoughts.
No matter how hard she thought about the matter, this seemed to be the only possibility.
“As for Stanley, he should have known I’m his wife since the first time we met but he acted like he did not know all the time. What’s his reason then? Why does he hide it from his family?”
“And me? What’s his intention for putting on such a show? He’s such a liar. I suspect that he’s actually not a gangster as well, it’s just a disguise for his real identity.”
“Everything he presents to me is fake. Is there some ulterior motive behind everything he did?” The frustration and perplexity in her heart were only amplified with each word she spoke.
After listening carefully to the ins and outs of the incident and Xyla’s speculation, rage swelled within Georgie’s heart. She was as irritated as Xyla. While she was flicking the side of her nails, she began to analyze Xyla’s situation in earnest, from the perspective of a bystander. However, she failed to find a reasonable excuse for Stanley in the end.
It seemed that he did everything with an intention, just like what Xyla had guessed.
He would have told Xyla that he was Stanley Batton himself if he was not guilty.
To be frank, Georgie believed that he bore no malice toward Xyla from the way he treated her all this while. Nevertheless, it would be a different story if he was a particularly good actor, pretending to care for her. From what Xyla had told her, Stanley’s acting skills were unexpectedly outstanding.
“Can he be coveting something on you?” Georgie’s mind raced frantically for an answer before coming to this conclusion.
“Like what? Quest Property Group? Or X Entertainment? If that’s the case, he could have told me that he was my husband in the first place and made me fall in love with him. Wouldn’t that be much easier?” hissed Xyla.
Georgie pondered her reasoning for a few seconds and nodded. “Well, you’ve got a point there. But what else can it be? If he’s not after these?”
“President Xyla, maybe Stanley is not as complicated as we think He’s simply interested in you after that night, that’s all. Do you think this is possible?”
“He wants to get close to you and finds out whether you’re his Mrs. Right. If both of you get along well, he’ll confess his real identity to you. Conversely, he’s going to divorce you after the three years marriage if he loses interest in you.”
Georgie bore a serious expression on her face as she continued to analyze the situation. With all sorts of suspicions and doubts clogging her heart, Xyla was too worn out to investigate the matter anymore. Everything that happened at the private room came as a shock to her, making her head extremely dizzy and dreadful.