“Obviously, she’s just a stand-in wife for a gay couple, but she’s keeping up an act and pretending she’s a happy little princess. Xyla Quest, I’ve got to give it to you.”

“Hahaha… I can’t stop laughing for my life. It turns out you’re married to a gay man, aren’t you? Why are you still showing off how happy you are every day?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk… Truly a pitiful woman. What’s the point of being married to Stanley Batton? He doesn’t even like you.”

“No matter how good you look, and how great a body you have, none of it matters if you don’t have a good husband who loves you.”

“Xyla Quest, I truly feel embarrassed for your parents. Does your family know that you are married to a gay man?”

“Stanley Batton, this is considered an extra-marital affair. Xyla Quest, you truly do deserve pity.”

Every word Xyla Quest saw was like a sharp needle that poked at her eyes.

She wasn’t at all surprised that everyone would send her private messages like these.

Many people were like this sometimes.