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

clothes and whispered, "You are really a

he had changed so

changed because of her

o'clock, Arya

her legs and

seem to belong to her,

"Numb?"

"Yes."

felt

"My calf."

down slightly, touched her

pursed her lips and looked

mixed feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

She still felt

car and outside. Besides, she just got up, so when she pushed the door

side of the road, Arya hesitated

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

her and said pretentiously,

Arya lived alone, he might go up and see what

he was not

"Fine, I tried. I gotta

Xavier nodded.

turned around and

her back, Xavier frowned. He also sat in the car for a few hours, so his

had never been so patient

change his posture once for fear that

that I did such a

open the door, and saw

surprised. "Why didn't you

"You are awake

closed the door, walked in, and changed the subject.

Instead, she said, "You

Arya was silent.

he's Harriet's fiancé, and you want to

coincidence that she met him,

now, she had to admit she was up

I am

were me, I wouldn't have done

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

a self-deprecating smile and tears

to think about taking revenge on those

It was too difficult.

a way out for her, she

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

pushed her

patted Sunny on the back. "Go to

them lay on the bed

dark and windy, and it was not

strangers appeared in Arya's

since the daytime,

the crack

was knocked

didn't sleep well. When she heard someone knocking

asked, "Who

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