After standing up, Xyla Quest subconsciously brushed her buttocks. She was afraid dust might have been stuck on her.

Stanley Batton picked up her white satin robe on the ground and gently put it on her.

Throughout the entire process, he didn’t let her move at all.

At this moment, Xyla was like a baby being taken care of by him…

Suddenly, Xyla couldn’t help but think that he was such a good caretaker. If they had a daughter in the future, would he be this gentle with their daughter?

By then, would he become the most loving father in Atlantis?

When Xyla thought of this, she subconsciously pictured Stanley with a doll-like little girl. She imagined him brushing her teeth, washing her face, putting clothes on her, and cooking for her.

It was a wonderful thought.

Xyla couldn’t help but smile widely.

“What are you thinking about? Honey?” Sensing that Xyla had gotten lost in her thoughts, a curious look appeared in Stanley’s eyes.

“Nothing… I just thought that you’re such a good hus