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.

rushed in. Perhaps it was cold, Arya pressed herself

clothes and whispered,

changed so much after

changed because of

three o'clock, Arya

found her

felt her legs didn't seem to belong to her,

"Numb?"

"Yes."

where she felt numb

"My calf."

down slightly, touched her

her lips and looked

were mixed feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

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

the door

hesitated

she added, "My place is a little small, just one room. If

her and said

lived alone, he might go up and see what her place

he was not

her lips. "Fine, I tried.

Xavier nodded.

around

frowned. He also sat in the car for a few hours, so his legs

had never been so patient with anyone

didn't even change his posture once for fear that she would wake

crazy so that I did

upstairs, pushed open the door, and saw Sunny standing at the

surprised. "Why didn't you

"You are

the door, walked in, and changed the subject.

her. Instead, she said, "You approached him

Arya was silent.

he's Harriet's fiancé, and you want to take revenge on them, so you have an improper relationship with

she met him, she

now, she had to admit she

I am bad

I admire you. If it were

to punish the person who ruined me, but

said with a self-deprecating smile and tears rolled down

think about taking revenge on

It was too difficult.

way out for her,

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

her into a

the

of them lay on the bed with

night was dark and windy, and it

few strangers appeared in Arya's

had been wandering around in this area since the daytime, asking about which apartment Arya lived

the crack of

door was knocked

When she heard someone knocking on the door, she got up and opened

"Who

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