Arya was not a match for Xavier at all when it came to strength.
Xavier used only 20% of his strength to get her into the car. He locked the car door so that she couldn't open it. Then he took her back to the villa.
Along the way, Xavier's face was gloomy. He thought this woman would behave herself and stay away from Jasper, but he heard from Bridget that she went to visit Jasper's parents.
'Is she really going to marry Jasper?'
The more Xavier thought about it, the angrier he became.
Arya calmed down and rubbed her eyebrows. "Shouldn't you be at home? Why are you here?"
Xavier sneered as if his voice was coming from his chest. His voice was cold and sinister. "Do you wish me not to come back?"
Arya did not understand what he meant and leaned against the window without saying a word.
Her stomach ached faintly after drinking wine. Her stomach was not good. Eating cold food or drinking alcohol would make her stomach ache.
During her years in prison, her body was damaged. She couldn't eat well or sleep well, and she didn't even rest to have recovery after giving birth. She had a lot of small health issues.
All from those years.
Her silence meant a tacit agreement in Xavier's mind. Her old lover had returned, so she didn't even want to talk to him?
Huh!
"Do you have a special sense of accomplishment? Because you can play with two men?"
Arya's forehead was drenched in sweat. She endured the pain and turned to look at Xavier. "What's wrong with you? When I was with you, didn't you know that I had a man before? You also know that I have given birth to a baby. Isn't it unnecessary to talk about it today?"
Her voice was especially cold. 'Why did he dwell on my past and blame me?'
'Did I want to experience those things?'
'I didn't want to!'
"If you've had enough fun or are tired of me, I'll get out of here as soon as you tell me. I won't stand in your way." Arya felt like she was about to suffocate.
Her body ached and her heart ached.
"Well. You couldn't wait to provoke me the moment your old lover came back. Do you want me to let you go? Never!" Xavier sneered. "Even if I'm tired of playing with you, you can't leave. You have to be with me even if you die!"
Arya leaned against the window and was speechless. It was as if someone was stirring in her stomach with a knife.
The car stopped at the entrance of the villa. Xavier got off first. He hadn't seen Arya come down for a long time. He walked over and opened the door of the passenger seat. "What? Do you want me to invite you down?"
Arya bit her lip and bent over to get out of the car. She just wanted to find a place to lie down.
Nanny Joy didn't know Xavier would come over and went to bed early. There was no one in the living room. Arya went upstairs directly.
She didn't have the strength to deal with Xavier now.
She lay on the bed without turning the light on. As soon as she lay down, Xavier followed her in.
"I'm a little tired today. What's the matter with you? Shall we talk about it tomorrow?" Arya tilted her head. The curtains were not drawn. The moonlight sprinkled on her face, so her pale face could not be noticed.
Xavier rolled over her body, pressed her shoulders, and asked her to look at him. "Isn't that right? He's back, so you won't even look at me?"
"No..."
Arya was about to explain when the phone rang in her pocket. She had no strength to rummage through her pockets, and she was pressed by Xavier.
The phone rang for a long time until it automatically stopped ringing.
The two looked at each other in the dim light.
The moment the phone stopped ringing, Xavier lowered his head to look for her lips, but Arya's phone rang again.
It seemed that the phone would keep ringing if Arya didn't answer.
Arya frowned. She completely forgot that Jasper had said he had something to talk to her.
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