Chapter 47

Looking at his angry face, Arya was confused.

She didn't know why he was angry.

But she knew that if Xavier was angry, she would suffer.

" have drunk too much. I shouldn't have said that nonsense.”

Xavier leaned back slowly in his chair, took out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth, looking relaxed and ostentatious. "You're right.”

"You sell your body. I give you the money. That's all.”

He raised his lips and said in a sarcastic tone.

No one knew if he was mocking himself or Arya.

Arya clenched her hands, her palms sweating.

Xavier was right.

She sold her body.

But for some reason, she felt aggrieved to hear him say it so suddenly.

Why was she aggrieved?

She chose to do this herself.

She composed herself and when she looked up, her eyes were clear as if she had never been sad. She smiled calmly. "Mr. Jones, why don't you go back home?"

Xavier held her waist and carried her over.

She straddled his laps and they were face to face now.

"I think it's still early. We still have time to do something. What do you think?"

She could smell his breath, fresh and mixed with the smell of tobacco.

She felt very familiar yet strange.

She felt there was a lump in her throat for no reason, and she could not open her mouth.

She was afraid that her voice would betray her current emotions.

She tugged at his clothes, but Xavier grabbed her hand.

His eyes were as deep as a bottomless lake. "Although you took the initiative, you seem not to be into it."

Arya clutched his collar and growled, "What do you want me to do? How can you be satisfied?" Xavier stroked her back and looked out of the window with deep eyes.

He didn't know what exactly he wanted either.

Did he want this woman to stay by his side obediently, or something else...

The night was getting darker, and Arya fell asleep in Xavier's arms.

There were tears on her long eyelashes and her small face was a little red. Maybe because the car was too stuffy.

Xavier didn't do anything to her. He just let her lie in his arms, although the posture was not very beautiful, and people would even misunderstand them when they saw this posture.

window slightly, and the cold wind outside rushed in. Perhaps it was cold, Arya pressed herself

her clothes and whispered,

he had changed so much after

changed because

three o'clock,

moved and found her legs and

seem to belong to her, so

"Numb?"

"Yes."

she felt

"My calf."

slightly, touched her calf, and

her lips and

mixed feelings

"Can you move now?"

to lift her foot. She still felt a little numb, but it was

pushed the door open and got off, she could not help shivering

hesitated

just one room. If you don't mind, you can sleep

her and said

alone, he might go up

now, he

curled her lips. "Fine, I tried. I gotta

Xavier nodded.

turned around

also sat in the car

never been so patient with

his posture once for fear that she would wake

must be crazy so that I did such a

the door, and

surprised. "Why didn't you

turned around. "You are awake too, aren't

walked in, and changed the subject. "It's late. Let's

didn't listen to her. Instead, she said,

Arya was silent.

want to take revenge on them, so you have an improper relationship with

it was a coincidence that she met

admit

I am bad and

If it were me, I wouldn't

you were, I would have wanted to punish the person who ruined me, but I would never

said with a self-deprecating smile and tears

think about taking

It was too difficult.

out for her,

although she had given in more than one time, no one let her go. Her child was gone, and

pushed her

the back. "Go

lay on the

night was dark and windy,

appeared in

been wandering around in this area since the daytime,

the crack of

was knocked

up first. She didn't sleep well. When she heard someone knocking on the door, she got

"Who is

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