Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 2015

Xyla Quest had only just delivered her babies, yet she was already afflicted with two separate tragedies.

Her children were delivered prematurely at six months along, with tubes connected to their bodies. Whether they would live or die was still uncertain.

And then, not long after they were born, they were kidnapped.

The more Sharon Lindt thought about it, the more her heart ached on Xyla’s behalf.

“Which b*stard did this? How could he do this to two innocent babies? Isn’t he afraid of karma? If my daughter-in-law and grandchildren get hurt because of this, I’ll make sure the culprit is brought to justice,” Sharon said through gritted teeth, her hands clenched into fists by her side.

In the meantime, Xyla seemed completely devastated, feeling herself being devoured by helplessness and worry.

Her children were still so tiny. Their lives were at risk even while asleep in a thermal case.

How could they stand all the torture?

If the nine-tailed fox did take them away, they’d probably die before the demon even tried anything.

Anyhow, their lives were in grave danger.

The more Xyla pondered over it, the sadder she felt, but she wasn't about to give up no matter what.

She tried to remain optimistic by telling herself that her children would live as long as they managed to find them in time.

At this point, she felt as if she had hit rock bottom in life, feeling nothing but a sense of hopelessness.

The doctor was still stitching her wound without any anesthetics due to the urgency of her situation earlier.

Xyla could feel the crippling pain where he was stitching but she didn’t cry out in pain at all.

She was like a zombie at this point. Other than crying, she couldn’t do anything else. The glimmer in her eyes had disappeared along with her children.

What used to be a dark sky full of stars in her eyes, they had now become cloudy due to worrying over her children.

“Xyla? Xyla, don’t be like this," Sharon said to her. "Say something... anything. Please don’t scare me.”

She couldn’t control her tears as well as she spoke.

Nevertheless, Xyla didn’t respond or acknowledge her at all. It was as if she had lost the ability to react.

She stared unseeingly and hopelessly at the ceiling, her pupils dilated and unable to focus on anything at all.

Tears continued to stream down her face, wetting her white pillowcase.

Within a short time, the pillow was drenched from her tears.

Sharon’s heart ached even more when she saw Xyla’s wound.

Inhaling deeply, Sharon glanced at the doctor. “Be gentler, be gentler.”

The doctor nodded without saying anything and continued to stitch her wound.

It took roughly ten minutes before the stitching was complete without Xyla making a sound throughout the entire process.

She remained quiet even when her face had turned ashen, and her lips were bloody from her biting.

Despite her own uncertainty, she held Xyla’s hand tightly and comforted her. “I’m sure they will. I believe my grandchildren will be fine. You’re such a good person, Xyla. God wouldn’t let you lose them.”

Xyla smiled bitterly but kept quiet.

She was a good person in this lifetime. She was kind, and she worked hard. She always donated to the poor and did many charitable deeds.

However, she did a lot of terrible things in her past life.

Xyla began praying in her heart as she closed her eyes. ‘God, please look at me. If I’ve done terrible things in my past life, let me bear all the karma. Don’t let my two children suffer in my place.

‘Punish me! Since it’s my wrongdoings, why must my children bear the consequences? As long as my children are safe, I’m willing to do anything.’

Finishing her prayer, Xyla bit her lip forcefully again, tasting blood, but she still felt numb.

Blood began to trickle down past the corners of her mouth. Sharon’s heart ached when she saw this, grabbing her hand once more. “Please stop biting your lip. Look at you, you’re bleeding. Please, I’m begging you. Stop doing this, all right?

“We still aren’t sure of the situation yet. Your children might return very soon,” Sharon added.

She wished she could trade what remained of her life for Xyla, Stanley Batton, and their children’s happiness. She didn’t want to see their family fall apart this way.

Why was this happening?

The medical staff members nearby had all heard some rumors about what happened, and even they couldn't help but tear up.

The doctor silently wiped his tears away before looking at Sharon. Then, he started to speak—