Arya shook her head decisively, "It's not funny at all."
"Don't you think it's too late?"
Xavier finished speaking and reached out his long arm to hold the back of her head. He did not allow her to dodge and kissed her lips hard. His kiss deepened, mixed with his helplessness, his indulgence, and his heartache.
Henry's disapproval of Arya depressed him, but that was his father, and he couldn't go too far.
Arya reached out to his neck and responded to his kiss. She didn't care about anything else when she was with him. She didn't care what others thought of her or whether they disapproved of her.
The kiss lasted for a long time. Xavier let go of her and touched her rosy cheek. "I'm sorry."
He said he wanted to protect her, but his hands were tied.
Arya put her hand on the back of his hand and looked at him. She said to him seriously, "Don't. I'm glad to be with you."
She had fallen for him when he protected her with his life. As long as she could be with him, she could overcome any obstacles.
She would reject a man if she didn't like him. When she fell in love with someone, she was willing to do anything.
She would do anything for Xavier.
Xavier looked at her. Perhaps, only after experiencing loss would he learn to cherish her.
"Let's go to sleep, okay?"
Arya didn't know how to act coquettishly, but Xavier was still surprised by such a stiff action. He had no resistance to the woman he liked.
Xavier propped up his upper body and moved to the bed. Arya made room for him, and Xavier held her in his arms.
It was getting dark outside the window.
Mr. Gates did not expect Xavier to wake up and the fall of the Robin Family. Henry was still in power, and Xavier was in charge of the Jones Group again. If Xavier knew that he had something to do with Terrence, Xavier would retaliate.
Even if Xavier had guessed or already knew, he couldn't do anything to Mr. Gates casually without evidence.
Mr. Gates was at his study with his son.
"Dad, Xavier is awake. What are you going to do?" Rufus asked.
They couldn't fight the Jones Family head-on. They were all prominent figures in W City. If they fought, they would only benefit those who coveted their position.
After all, Mr. Gates and Henry were about to retire.
Mr. Gates thought for a moment and said, "Let Terrence bear all the blame."
Rufus frowned, "I'm afraid he won't keep his mouth shut."
Mr. Gates narrowed his eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, looking somewhat sinister, "Didn't you work with him?"
Rufus suddenly realized, "Leave this to me."
Mr. Gates nodded. "Okay. Be careful."
"Sure." Rufus said.
Early in the morning, Rufus went to the hospital that Terrence stayed.
Terrence was lying lifelessly on the bed. His wife was standing beside the bed, sobbing softly. Beside her was a little boy in his teens, standing quietly.
Terrence was annoyed and said impatiently, "I'm not dead yet. Why are you crying?"
He was not doomed. After all, the Gates Family was involved in the incident that had harmed Xavier. His only hope was that Mr. Gates could save him.
"Do I want to cry? Our son is still so young. What do you want him to do in the future?"
Terrence's wife, Fiona, was worried about their son's future. He was only in his teens.
"Go out or stop crying. You are upsetting me!" Terrence scolded. Her cries upset him even more.
As soon as Terrence ended his words, the door of the ward was pushed open. Rufus came in with his hands in his pockets. "Don't be so angry. It's not good for your health."
Rufus heard Terrence's words clearly outside the door.
Terrence's eyes lit up when he saw Rufus. He looked at Fiona. "Take our son out."
Fiona wiped her face and dragged their son out. When the door closed, Terrence asked hurriedly, "You can save me, right?"
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