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.

outside rushed in.

clothes and whispered, "You are really a

changed so

mood changed because

three o'clock,

her legs and arms

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

"Numb?"

"Yes."

asked where she felt numb and

"My calf."

down slightly, touched her calf, and

pursed her lips and looked

feelings

"Can you move now?"

her foot. She still felt a little numb,

so when she pushed the door open and got off, she could not help shivering when she

Arya hesitated for a moment. "Do you want to

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

glanced at her and said pretentiously,

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

now, he

"Fine, I tried. I

Xavier nodded.

turned around

sat in the

never been so patient

his posture once for fear that she would

that I

door, and saw Sunny standing

"Why didn't you

turned around. "You are

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

listen to her. Instead, she said, "You approached him on

Arya was silent.

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

a coincidence that she met him, she

had to admit

I

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

the person who ruined

said with a self-deprecating smile and tears rolled down

even dare to think about

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 was gone, and

her into a

Sunny on the back.

lay on the bed with

windy, and it was

strangers appeared

area since the daytime, asking about which apartment Arya

crack

door was knocked

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

"Who

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