“Are you sure? Why do I feel like there’s something wrong with both of you? Why didn’t you ask for a caregiver when you were injured last time?” Georgie Clementine pursued on.

She moved toward Xyla Quest’s bed and sat near the edge. Stretching her arm out, she casually placed it around Xyla’s shoulder, pulling Xyla close to her.

“As you said, that was before. The current situation is completely different as he now has a girlfriend. His girlfriend would be depressed if she found out that Stan had been taking care of me.”

Xyla smiled bitterly, looking exceptionally lonely and gloomy.

Her heart began to throb again when she mentioned Stanley’s relationship. Breathing became difficult and she felt like she was constantly out of breath.

Georgie’s eyes were able to capture all the changes in her expression perfectly. Her utter dismay was reflected in her eyes. “Xyla… Do you… Do you have a thing for Stanley Batton?”

Another bitter smile was Xyla’s response, the girl refusing to deny no