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.

rolled down the window slightly, and the cold wind outside rushed in. Perhaps

clothes and whispered,

changed so much after

mood changed because of her

o'clock, Arya

her

seem to belong to her, so

"Numb?"

"Yes."

felt numb and

"My calf."

down slightly, touched her

pursed her lips and

mixed feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

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

pushed the door open and got off, she could

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

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

glanced at her and

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

now, he was not

"Fine,

Xavier nodded.

turned around and

in the car for a few

had never been so

posture once for fear that she would

crazy so that I

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

was surprised. "Why didn't

"You are awake too, aren't

changed the subject. "It's

she said, "You approached

Arya was silent.

say what she was thinking. "Because he's Harriet's fiancé, and you want to take

it was a coincidence that she met him, she

had to admit she was

"Think I

If it were me,

brave as you were, I would have wanted to punish the person who ruined me, but I would never be you. I might have to be a coward

a self-deprecating smile and tears rolled

think about taking revenge on those

It was too difficult.

been a way out for her, she wouldn't

one let her go. Her child was

pushed her into

on the

them lay on

and windy, and

appeared in Arya's

since the

crack of

was knocked

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

asked, "Who is

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