“Also…” Stanley Batton said.

“Oh, stop nagging. Are you my father?” Sometimes, Xyla Quest felt like Stanley was her father instead of her husband.

The way Stanley nagged at her without an end in sight reminded her very much of her father…

In fact, he was even worse than her father.

Although Xyla was complaining, she liked it…

“Alright, I’ll stop nagging. Be good, okay? I’ll buy you a gift when I go back… What would you like?” Stanley asked.

“Nothing in particular. Buy whatever you want…” X