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.

wind outside rushed

gathered her clothes and whispered, "You are really

he had changed

because of her

o'clock, Arya

moved and found her legs

her legs didn't seem to belong

"Numb?"

"Yes."

where she felt numb

"My calf."

bent down slightly, touched her calf,

pursed her lips and looked at

mixed feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

lift her foot. She still felt

got up, so when she pushed the door open

road, Arya hesitated for a

little small, just one room. If you don't

at her and said

alone, he might go up and

now, he was not

lips. "Fine, I tried. I

Xavier nodded.

turned around and

sat in the car for a few hours, so his legs were

so

change his posture once for fear

that I

upstairs, pushed open the door, and saw

surprised. "Why didn't

turned around. "You are

changed the subject. "It's late.

listen to her. Instead, she said,

Arya was silent.

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

coincidence that she met him,

to admit she was up to

smiled. "Think I am bad

If it were me, I wouldn't have

wanted to punish the person who ruined me, but

a self-deprecating smile and tears rolled

to think about

It was too difficult.

for her, she wouldn't have chosen

no one let her go. Her child was gone, and they even tried to

her into

Sunny on the back.

lay on the

and windy, and it

appeared in

in this area since

the crack

was knocked

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

asked, "Who is

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