“I envy Xyla. She’s constantly missed by so many handsome men.”

“I envy Xyla, too. In fact, I’m a little jealous of her.”

“All the handsome guys I like are associated with Xyla in one way or another. She is so lucky.”

These days, Xyla would only briefly go through comments on the internet.

She would never take them too seriously.

After browsing around for a while, Xyla closed the topic and turned her attention to current news.

Approximately an hour later, Stanley Batton came out from the bathroom, fresh from his shower.

He dried his hair with a towel, letting his black hair naturally fall against his face. There was a laid-back vibe to his overall look.

Stanley had nothing on except for a white bath towel, baring his perfectly sculpted body for her to see.

He looked lean even with clothes on, but now, his fit physique was even more apparent. Despite seeing him naked countless times, Xyla still couldn’t resist the temptation.

Stanley approached his wife slowly, his expression