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.

the cold wind outside rushed in. Perhaps it was cold,

and whispered, "You

changed so much after

changed because of

o'clock, Arya woke

her legs

felt her legs didn't seem to belong to her, so she couldn't

"Numb?"

"Yes."

asked where she felt numb

"My calf."

bent down slightly, touched her calf,

her lips

were mixed feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

her foot. She still felt a little numb,

outside. Besides, she just got up, so when she pushed the door open and got off, she could not help shivering when she

on the side of the road, Arya hesitated for a

place is a little small, just one room. If you don't mind, you can

her and said

he might go up and see what

now, he was

her lips. "Fine, I tried.

Xavier nodded.

around

her back, Xavier frowned. He also sat in the car for a

so patient with

change his posture once for fear that she would wake

must be crazy so that I

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

surprised. "Why didn't

turned around. "You are

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

listen to her. Instead, she

Arya was silent.

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

coincidence that she met

now, she had to admit she

I am bad

admire you. If it were me,

the person who ruined me, but I would never be you.

smile

think about taking

It was too difficult.

there had been a way out for her, she

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

her

Sunny on the back.

lay on the bed with different

was dark and windy,

strangers appeared in

been wandering around in this area since the daytime, asking about

the crack

door was knocked

heard someone knocking on the door, she got

asked, "Who is

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