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 it was cold, Arya pressed herself to

gathered her clothes and whispered,

that he had changed so much after meeting

because

three o'clock, Arya

found her legs

seem to belong to her, so she

"Numb?"

"Yes."

asked where she felt numb and

"My calf."

her calf,

lips and

feelings in her

"Can you move now?"

felt a little numb, but it was

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

the road, Arya hesitated for a moment.

"My place is a little small, just one

at her and said pretentiously,

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

now, he was

curled her lips. "Fine, I tried. I gotta

Xavier nodded.

around and

sat in the car for a

so

his posture once for fear

crazy so that I did such a stupid

pushed open the door, and

"Why

turned around. "You

walked in, and changed

her. Instead, she said, "You approached him

Arya was silent.

"Because he's Harriet's fiancé, and you want to take revenge on them, so you

she met him,

had to admit

I am bad

I admire you. If it were me, I wouldn't

hugged Arya. "If I was half as brave as you were, I would have wanted to punish the person who ruined me, but I

with a self-deprecating smile and tears rolled

didn't even dare to think about taking

It was too difficult.

been a way out for her, she

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

her

the

lay on the bed with

windy, and

few strangers appeared in Arya's

area since the

the crack

door was knocked

She didn't sleep well. When she heard someone knocking

asked, "Who is

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