Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

The more Xyla Quest thought about it, the angrier she felt. Apart from that, she felt even more ridiculous of herself, being kept in the dark for such a long time.

From Stanley Batton's point of view, he must have thought it was funny to make a fool out of her, right? She could not believe that Stanley could lie to her without blinking an eye. Was there anything that he could not do? She did not know if she could trust anything he had said to her before. Which of them were truths? How many lies were there? Noticing the changes in Xyla's expression, Stanley rubbed his forehead helplessly for a second before he walked up to her, both his hands clasped firmly on her shoulders. "I can explain. Just giveten minutes." "What have you got to say for yourself? You've been making a monkey out ofall this while! If Grandpa doesn't set up the meeting for us today, how long are you going to hide the truth from me?" Her first instinct told her that he must be doing this for spurpose.

She was really speechless at the moment. She had always trusted him and she had never hidden anything from him, thinking that he would be the sas well.

But guess what? He had been lying and acting in front of her all the time.

Could you imagine what it felt like? She gave her heart to him, but in the end, she found out that everything he said or everything he did was merely a lie, they were all fake.

Above all, she had fallen in love with this liar. This must be the biggest joke ever. Search The Find Nøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

Amused with the truth, Xyla wondered how he used to feel when she told him about her marriage and her mysterious husband.

How did he even manage to remain as calm as usual in moments like this? She was pretty impressed by his acting skills as well as his indifference.

She was really, really, really dumb. She fell in love with her real, actual husband but she knew nothing about it. Moreover, she had been blaming herself for cheating on her husband and letting herself to be tortured by guilt. "Please calm down, Xyla. Come, have a seat and listen to me..." Stanley held her hand in his as he spoke. "Listen to you? What else do you have to say for yourself? You fraud." Following that statement, Xyla shrugged off his hand and darted an apathetic glance at him. She grabbed her bag from the couch and stalked out from the room, refusing to stay with him any longer. Resentment and anger almost overwhelmed her brain.

At this moment, she could even feel the buzzing filled her ears.

Never in her life had she imagined the man, whom she trusted so much, had been lying to him all the time. Panicked with Xyla's reaction, Stanley immediately rushed toward the door and grasped her hand tightly. "Calm down and listen to me... Okay?" Xyla simply snorted before she turned to look at his face. "Do you think that I will believe what you say? After what you've done to me? Five Batton... No, Stanley Batton. It's quite a pity that you didn't end up being an actor." With that out of the way, Xyla fiercely shook off his grip once more and scurried all the way into the elevator.

Stanley chased after her without hesitation, running as fast as he could.

However, the elevator door closed right in front of his eyes when he reached the elevator.

Stanley darted to the staircase over the other side and ran all the way down the stairs.

He knew that Xyla was extremely angry with him right now. He could understand why she was mad too.

Right now, there were a lot of things in his mind that he wanted to explain to her properly.

He had never been so panicked before in his whole life.

On the other hand, after Xyla stepped out of the elevator, she scuttled off to her red Maserati and got into it right away. Without any delay, she started the engine and drove away, blending into the flow of traffic and speeding down the road.

Her car had driven a long way before Stanley ran out of the clubhouse, panting.

Placing his hands on his knees, he quickly scanned through the parking lot as he panted but he could not find Xyla at all. He knew that, he was late, he missed her after all. He took out his phone and called Xyla instantly.

Meanwhile in the middle of the road, anger stirred within Xyla and consumed her again when she saw the ndisplayed on her phone screen.

She hung up the call without hesitation and turned off her phone, throwing it onto the passenger seat furiously. She could not stop screaming by herself, "You liar!" With rage pulsing through her veins, she drove all the way to Georgie Clementine's condo.

She took the elevator and stomped along the aisle to Georgie's house followed by a few consecutive knocks on the door.

In the meantime, Georgie was sleeping soundly in her bedroom at home.

Upon hearing the noise from the door, she crawled out of bed in a daze and casually put on the white silk nightgown placed by the bedside, shuffling to the door.

Through the peephole, she found out that it was Xyla who knocked on her m door but her face was exceptionally gloomy. Her heart throbbed for a second as she quickly opened the door for her. X