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

and whispered, "You

changed so much

changed because

three o'clock, Arya

moved and found her

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

"Numb?"

"Yes."

where she felt numb

"My calf."

bent down slightly, touched her calf, and gently

lips

feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

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

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

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

little small, just one

at her and

go up and see what her place was

now, he

lips. "Fine, I

Xavier nodded.

turned around

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

had never been so patient with

change his posture once for fear that she

so that I did such

upstairs, pushed open the door, and

was surprised. "Why didn't you

around. "You

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

she said,

Arya was silent.

continued to say what she was thinking. "Because he's Harriet's fiancé, and you want to take revenge on them, so you have

a coincidence that she met him, she

now, she had to admit she was

smiled. "Think I am bad and

If it were me, I wouldn't

walked over and hugged Arya. "If I was half as 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 for the rest of

said with a self-deprecating smile

even dare to think about taking revenge on

It was too difficult.

been a way out for her,

time, no one let

pushed her

Sunny on the back. "Go

two of them lay on the

windy, and it

few strangers appeared in

since the

the crack

was

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

asked, "Who is

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