Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 422

It was a WeChat message from Noah Smith, asking when he could sign the contract with Xyla Quest.

Xyla chose to reply by calling him. He picked up almost immediately. “Aren’t you going to ask about the contract details before signing it?”

Noah chuckled. “I’m quite sure that you won’t treat me unjustly.”

“Even so, couldn’t you at least pretend to be a little more worried?” Xyla laughed. She liked Noah’s straightforwardness.

“It’s fine, really. Just get the contract ready and tell me once it’s done. We can sign it in person.”

“Sure,” replied Xyla.

After hanging up, Xyla suddenly felt an acute pain in her abdomen. It came from the lower right side.

Her face turned pale almost immediately.

As the pain slowly increased, her body became weaker and weaker.

She held onto the sides of the bathtub to pull herself out.

A second later, she lost control of her legs and she fell forward.

Instinctively, she grabbed on to the closest thing to her and it was a metal shelf full of skincare products.

However, this only resulted in the metal shelf crashing to the ground with her.

As the skincare products were mostly stored in glass containers, shards of broken glass flew around the room in a sickening crash.

The concoction of liquids mixed on the floor, forming an unbearable stench. It made Xyla nauseous almost immediately.

When she tried to get to her feet again, she just couldn’t find the energy to do so.

The pain from the cramp in her abdomen was only growing more severe with every breath she took.

In her mind, she guessed that it was acute appendicitis after putting two and two together.

Not too long after, the bathroom door swung open.

Though this was the case, she didn’t feel scared at all. It was mostly because she knew Stanley was with her.

She felt like there was nothing to be afraid of as long as he was by her side.

Stanley picked Xyla up again before rushing down the stairs and gently laying her down in the back seat of his Honda.

“Hang in there Xyla, we’ll be at the hospital very soon.”

With that, he quickly shut the back door and got into the driver’s seat.

He accelerated all the way to the hospital, his black Honda as swift as an arrow.

As he drove, he frequently looked at the rearview mirror. Looking at her poor condition, his heart continued to ache.

On his way to the hospital, he called the dean of the Municipal Hospital. “Get a few paramedics on standby at the hospital’s entrance…”

Stanley didn’t care about anything else. He tossed his phone onto the passenger seat and continued driving on.