NovelEnglish"I won't be around for a day three days later. Will it be okay to let Georgie take care of you that day?" Stanley Batton asked.
There were simportant tasks regarding the foreign branch of his company awaiting him. Therefore, he had to travel there to settle the issue on his own.
"No problem." Xyla nodded without asking for further details.
Stanley smiled at her before taking the basin of water into the bathroom.
At that instant, Xyla's phone vibrated.
When she saw the n'Master' was displayed beside the call symbol, all the congeniality within her melted away and was replaced by indescribable, mixed feelings. Intense guilt kicked in and spread rapidly across her whole heart. It was like a pair of invisible hands that were constantly tearing her soul apart, without mercy. Taking a deep breath, she tried to regulate her emotions and remained as calm as possible before she picked up the call.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Hey Xyla, how are you?" The familiar voice of the old man flowed through her ears, the tone of his voice was as doting as ever.
"Couldn't be better. What about you?" "I'm fine too. I mailed you sfine ginseng just now, three boxes of them in total." The old man on the other end of the phone continued, "The ginseng is perfect for a weak and cold body like yours. Just remember to add a little of them into your soup and drink them about twice a week, get it?" His advice somewhat reminded Xyla of the days where she learned about medicine and medication under the guidance of Dr. Batton many years ago.
Back in those days, he always loved to prepare various arrays of tonics and supplements for her. Then, he would explain each of them to her in earnest and give her shelpful advice every single time. However, the more he cared for her, the more she felt guilty about what she had done.
Her master had been really nice to her but she had disappointed him in the end. She failed to control her feelings and allowed herself to fall in love with another guy when she had promised him to maintain a three- years-marriage with her husband.
Moreover, there was no way she could keep that promise because of her feelings for the guy which should never have existed in the first place. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"Xyla?" The old man spoke again, pulling her back from her deep thoughts.
The tip of Xyla's nose was slightly sore and her eyes were red. "Yes, I'm listening. I get it, Grandpa." "Xyla... Grandpa misses you a lot. It's Grandpa's birthday in three days. Can you fly over to see me?" The old man asked.
"Sure." Xyla promised him without hesitation.
In fact, she had been thinking about sparing her tto visit her master before this. It was her initial plan to pay him a visit even if he did not call her today. She missed him very much too. Apart from that, there were a lot of things that she would like to confess to him as well as to apologize to him.
Besides, she was certain that she would be able to walk on her own without aid three days later.
She could ignore any other events but she could not risk missing his birthday.
"Great! Then I shall look forward to meeting you soon." He sounded delighted and excited on the other end of the phone.
Nevertheless, his tenderness and love pierced through Xyla and stabbed right at her spine, almost as though they were ssharp thorns. "Okay, I'll see you then," said Xyla.
The grin on her face did not falter despite the uneasiness in her heart was only amplified with each word she spoke.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShortly after Xyla hung up the phone, she booked a flight ticket to Country Y through anright away.
*** Three days later.
It was eleven o'clock in the local twhen Xyla's plane arrived at Country Y.
Stepping out of the airport, she dragged her suitcase behind herand hopped on a taxi at the entrance, heading to the villa where her master was staying.
The villa was mainly timberwork. A large, tough species of tree called Phoebe zhennan made up the framework of the house. The om combination of wood and Country Y style had brought a modest yet luxurious aura to the villa. Suddenly, the memory of her first arrival here to learn about medicine flashed across her eyes. She was truly miserable and desperate that time.
If her master did not offer her a shelter and heal her with all his heart, she could not imagine herself having a future.
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