Arya was not allowed to get out, so she could only stay in the villa. Xavier and Ryan didn't come back at noon. Nanny Joy was making lunch.
Arya had nothing to do, so she helped Nanny Joy. When she saw the dregs of herbs in the trash can, she asked, "Are you ill?"
Nanny Joy glanced at the trash can, shook her head, "Young Master has been suffering a headache for nearly two months after you left, but he refused to treat it. Collins prescribed Mr. Jones this Chinese medicine and asked me to put it in the soup."
This recipe was specially made by Edward. The taste was so bland that Xavier could hardly notice the herbs at all.
Nanny Joy sighed. "No matter what happened between you and sir, for Ryan's sake, you should give him a family. You know the importance of it for a child, right?"
Arya pursed her lips tightly. She knew how much Ryan wanted a family.
But she didn't know what to do.
Nanny Joy sighed slightly. Arya had to think about it herself, No one could make any decisions for her.
During lunch, Arya was not hungry. After a few bites, she put down her chopsticks.
"You should eat more."
Nanny Joy couldn't help saying. "You're so thin."
Nanny Joy put the chopsticks back into Arya's hand. "Eat more. Being healthy is important."
Arya could not refuse Nanny Joy's kindness and finished the meal though she was not in the mood the enjoy the food.
It was dark but Xavier still didn't bring Ryan back. Arya became flustered.
She heard that Xavier would take Ryan for a checkup. but she was very worried because they still didn't come back and afraid that Ryan's condition worsened.
Seeing Arya's worried expression, Nanny Joy comforted her, "They always come back late when they go to Collins's place. Don't worry."
"Is that so?" Arya asked uncertainly.
Nanny Joy nodded affirmatively. "Yes, don't worry."
Arya didn't have dinner. Thinking that Nanny Joy would persuade her to eat something, she said she was sleepy and stayed in the room, looking outside the window and waiting for Xavier to bring Ryan back.
The car finally went back until late in the night. Arya stared at them until she saw Ryan getting out of the car.
In order not to be noticed by Xavier, she went back to bed and pretended to be asleep.
After about half an hour, she heard footsteps, which made her heart beat faster and faster.
She was somehow flustered.
Because she was afraid that he would find out about her pretending to be asleep, or because she didn't dare to face her vague feelings.
The door was pushed open, but the man didn't turn on the lights. There was only a ray of moonlight in the room.
The sound of footsteps went away by the bed, and Arya grabbed the quilt tightly.
The other side of the bed sank, which made Arya even forget to breathe.
A broad palm grabbed her waist and turned her over.
Arya suppressed the emotions and pretended to be woken up by him. "What are you doing... Hmm..."
Before Arya could finish her sentence, Xavier blocked her lips and pressed her down so that she could not move.
His kiss was domineering but gentle and affectionate.
Arya did not resist. She knew Xavier well. Even if she resisted, he would not stop. She didn't move, looking indifferent.
Xavier stroked her cheek. "You want to leave me behind?"
Arya's heart sank but she pretended to be calm. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Xavier didn't bring her trick to light.
"We have a son. We've done everything that a husband and wife will do. Do you still think we're strangers?"
In the moonlight, Xavier tried to see through her expression and her heart.
"What are you afraid of?"
Even in the dim light, Arya could not bear the gaze of Xavier.
She tilted her head, but Xavier did not let her do so. He held her face in both hands and looked straight into his eyes. "Our son is sick, but my blood type doesn't match his..."
"Then what should we do?" Arya knew that she was impulsive to saying the words.
"We are here with him."
Then Xavier kissed her again.
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