Chapter 733

As a clean freak, Xander could not stand having dirty clothes on. Abigail, seeing him put up with it, felt a pang in her heart. "We're almost home. When we get there, you can change, and I'll wash it for you." Xander would not wear a stained shirt twice. So, he usually carried two or three extra outfits, just in case. Abigail was the one who usually prepared these for him. During their private outing today, she had not thought about it, and ironically, his shirt got soiled. Before Xander could say anything, Felix interjected with a hint of mockery, "Xander is a grown man, not a delicate little girl, Caterpie. What's the big deal if his clothes get a bit dirty?" Abigail gave Felix a warning look, and, reluctantly, he shut his mouth. Soon, they reached the 15th floor. Felix, picking up the lightest bag, stepped ahead. "Caterpie, I'll open the door first. You carry the rest." Abigail knew Felix was testing Xander, but it was unnecessary. She had spent more time with Xander than Fel