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.

cold wind outside rushed in. Perhaps it was cold, Arya pressed herself

clothes and whispered, "You are

he had changed so much after

mood changed because of her

three o'clock,

her legs

her legs didn't seem to belong

"Numb?"

"Yes."

asked where she felt numb and

"My calf."

touched her calf,

pursed her lips and

were mixed feelings in

"Can you move now?"

her foot. She still felt a little

up, so when she pushed the door open and got off, she could not help shivering when she was blown by

side of the road, Arya hesitated for a moment. "Do you want to go

"My place is a little small, just one room. If you don't mind, you can sleep on the

at her and said

might go up and see

now, he

curled her lips. "Fine, I

Xavier nodded.

turned around

also sat in the car for a few

had never been so patient

his posture once for fear that she would wake

must be crazy so that

pushed open the door, and saw Sunny standing

"Why didn't

"You

door, walked in, and changed the

to her. Instead, she said,

Arya was silent.

want to take

it was a coincidence that she

now, she had to admit she was up to

"Think I

were me, I

walked over and hugged Arya. "If I was half as brave as you were, I would have wanted to punish the person who ruined

with a self-deprecating smile and tears

to think about taking revenge on

It was too difficult.

for her, she wouldn't have

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

pushed her

patted Sunny on the back.

on the bed with

dark and windy, and it was

strangers appeared in Arya's

in this area since the daytime, asking about which apartment Arya

crack of

was

first. She didn't sleep well. When she heard

asked, "Who is

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