She could deny her past, and she did not intend to hide anyone, but she could not say it.
Xavier's father was a senior official, and he was still in power. If Xavier was rumored to have a mistress who had been in prison, his father would definitely be affected by Xavier's personal affair.
She was afraid someone would talk something bad about him in the back.
If his reputation was tarnished, and she might not be able to get what she wanted.
For her own safety, she lied.
She hugged Xavier and buried her face in his arms. "Not everyone is born from a good family like you."
He had a family and his parents were alive.
But everything about her was in pieces. Her mother was gone, and her child was gone.
The people she loved the most all left her.
Sometimes she would feel tired, but when she thought of the past, all the difficulties became so insignificant.
"I'm so sleepy." She closed her eyes and looked exhausted.
"Close your eyes then."
Xavier combed her hair and spoke softly, looking a little gentle.
After a long night, Arya was really tired. Not long after, she fell asleep in Xavier's arms.
She didn't sleep well and woke up from time to time. She was worried about Ryan.
After waking up a few times, she found out that Ryan didn't wake up, and then she fell into a sound sleep.
"Have a good night. I'll watch over him for you." Xavier put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt. Arya grabbed his hand. "He's not my child. I promised someone to take good care of him. It's my responsibility if anything happened to him."
Xavier straightened himself. "Why are you explaining this to me? Are you in love with me?"
"I... didn't mean that." Arya was almost out of sleep.
She was scared.
"If you don't want me to misunderstand, just go to sleep." He said seriously.
Arya couldn't change his mind, so she could only close her eyes obediently.
Xavier didn't sleep all night. Something was occupied in his brain. He was an adult and knew why he was struggling.
Without his fiancée Harriet, perhaps the relationship between him and this woman could be further developed.
But he already had Harriet. Whether it was out of responsibility or the bottom line in his heart, he told himself that he and this woman were impossible.
He was a man and had his own bottom line. He could play with this woman, but it was impossible for him to marry her.
His wife must be a virgin and have a clean background.
"Where's Arya?" Ryan was not so unfamiliar with everything here after what happened last night.
When he woke up, he didn't cry. He climbed out of bed and didn't see Arya when he came out, so he asked the man sitting on the sofa.
"Come here." Xavier put out the cigarette and waved to him to come over.
Ryan walked towards him with his short legs. He was too short to sit on the sofa, so he climbed up with both hands.
Knowing that he wasn't Arya and another man's child, he wasn't that annoyed anymore.
He patiently carried him and put him on the sofa across from him.
They sat face to face.
Those who didn't know might think that Xavier had a son, but Xavier's words immediately broke the illusion.
"Where are your parents? Why are you following her?"
Xavier asked.
Ryan stared at Xavier. His big eyes were covered in mist.
He was most afraid of being asked where his parents were.
Because he didn't have parents.
Seeing his other friends calling out mom and dad, he could only envy them. In order not to make Grandma angry, he did not dare to show.
He didn't even dare to cry.
Only Caspar was good to him.
"I'm an abandoned child. I don't have a father or a mother."
He opened his eyes wide to prevent tears from falling.
It was heartbreaking.
Xavier had never been so embarrassed, not even knowing how to coax the child.
He ordered stiffly, "Stop crying, or Arya may say that I bullied you later."
"I'm not crying." Ryan wiped away his tears.
"Ryan." Arya was woken up by Caspar's phone call. When she opened her eyes, she realized that it was already so late.
And she didn't expect to see the scene of Xavier and Ryan alone downstairs.
She bent over and picked Ryan up. "When did you wake up, Ryan? Are you hungry?"
However, at this moment, she found traces of Ryan crying and looked at Xavier inquiringly.
It wasn't that she thought too much. It was, in terms of Xavier's temper, that she believed...
"Don't look at me like that."
Xavier's face was cold. 'In her heart, what kind of person am I?'
'I'm not the one who could even bully a child.'
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He really wanted to grab her collar and ask her.
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