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.

cold wind outside rushed in. Perhaps it was cold, Arya

her clothes and whispered, "You are really

had changed

changed because of

o'clock,

and found her

felt her legs didn't seem to belong to her,

"Numb?"

"Yes."

she felt numb and

"My calf."

touched her calf,

pursed her lips and looked

were mixed feelings

"Can you move now?"

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

when she pushed the door

hesitated for a

just one room. If you don't mind, you can sleep

at her and said

go up and

he was

lips. "Fine, I

Xavier nodded.

turned around

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

never been so patient with anyone

change his posture once for fear

crazy so that I did such a stupid

upstairs, pushed open the door,

was surprised. "Why didn't

turned around. "You are

door, walked in, and changed the

Sunny didn't listen to her. Instead, she said,

Arya was silent.

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

that she met him, she did

had to admit

smiled. "Think I am bad and

you. If it were me, I

as brave as you were, I would have wanted to punish the person who ruined me, but I would never be you.

said with a self-deprecating smile and

to think about taking revenge on those

It was too difficult.

way out for her, she wouldn't have

one let her go.

pushed her into

the

on the bed with

was dark and windy, and it was not

few strangers appeared in

this area since the daytime,

crack of

was

When she heard someone

"Who is

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