She didn't want to move at all, and she felt her whole body ached.
But the doorbell rang again.
She had no choice but to get up to open the door.
Jasper stood at the door with breakfast in his hand. When he saw her, he immediately said, "I'll go to work later. I bought you breakfast on the way..."
Then after finding what Arya was like now, she frowned
Arya said self-deprecatingly, "Do you want to ask me why am I in such a mess?"
"Arya..."
"Jasper, I don't deserve your love. I'm dirty! You should go."
Jasper's hand trembled, and the breakfast almost dropped.
After saying that, Arya was about to close the door. Jasper blocked the door. He was sad, but he pretended to be fine. "Have your breakfast first."
Seeing that she was not moving, he walked in and put the food on the table.
Then he went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water and put it in front of the sofa for her to have a foot soak.
Arya, like a soulless puppet, mechanically walked to the sofa and sat down. She didn't put her feet in it but just looked at Jasper.
Jasper put her feet in the basin. "Why can't you take care of yourself?"
'How long did she walk that her feet were like that?'
"Why don't you understand?"
"I understand very well what you want..."
"You don't!"
Suddenly, Arya yelled out, "I want money and power even though I have to sell my body. I'm just a dirty woman. I don't deserve your love!"
Jasper's head was lowered down, making her hard to see his expression. "Come on, put your feet in. Warm water can relieve fatigue."
The better Jasper treated her, the more painful and ashamed she became.
"If you don't leave, I'll leave..."
"I'll go." Jasper stood up. "I'll go. You can't walk anymore. Calm down. I'll come back later."
Jasper somehow guessed what had happened.
He was also depressed.
He was also angry that he couldn't help her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have to...
With that thought, his eyes turned red.
The moment the door closed, her tears fell.
She squatted down slowly and buried her head between her legs, sobbing.
No matter how painful she would be, she had to suffer all this.
It was a long time before she calmed down. Instead of eating the food on the table, she went to the bathroom and washed desperately.
Even though she knew she couldn't be clean again, she still rubbed her skin hard, and her arms and legs soon were red, and blood was oozing.
She couldn't even feel the pain and just continued like a psycho.
She didn't stop until she was tired.
Wrapped in a towel, she walked out and threw herself into bed, and curled up in the quilt.
Perhaps she had tormented herself too much that she fell asleep soon.
She didn't sleep well and woke up in three hours.
She was still a little tired, but when she thought of Xavier's words, she got up, put on her clothes, went out, and took a taxi to the Jones Group.
It was her first time here.
The skyscraper standing in the center of the city was majestic.
She stood under the building, feeling herself so tiny.
She was like an insignificant grain of sand in the universe.
She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to walk in.
As soon as she entered, the receptionist stopped her and asked if she had an appointment.
"Mr. Jones asked me to come."
The receptionist called to confirm and said to her, "Wait a minute. Jacob will take you up."
Arya nodded and waited in the hall.
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