Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 493

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 give me ten minutes.”

“What have you got to say for yourself? You’ve been making a monkey out of me all 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 some purpose.

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 same as 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.

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.