His dull and dark voice that was trailing upward as he questioned her made it seem that he was completely convinced that she was lying.
Xavia didn’t know what to say.
Was this what it felt like to be unable to clear her own name even when she was innocent?
It was just like that now!
Xavia was at a loss for words. She was speechless and powerless.
A young girl’s panic was like a lost deer, which was weak and pitiful.
Zivon moved his eyes slightly. He raised his hand, clasped it at the back of her head, pulled her down and kissed her lips.
“Mmm!”
How could he kiss her at every turn?!
When she thought of him saying ‘how can I sit still and do nothing when there is a beautiful woman in front of me’, she realized that she was just one of those beautiful women.
Her gaze was clear as she bit down…
“Hiss!”
Zivon felt a raw pain on his lips and he let go of her. He locked his unusually beautiful and deep eyes on her.
“What?”
Xavia looked at him in the dim light.
He had impressive capital and he could charm thousands of women.
There would definitely be women who would be willing to come forward and offer themselves to him even if he would not be giving them any status or money.
But she would never become one of those women.
The two nights four years ago and in S City before this, absolutely should not happen again.
She pursed her lips and said seriously, “I really didn’t mean that. You might not believe me but that is nothing but the truth. Moreover…”
“Maison saw that ghost too!”
Speaking of this, Xavia finally found the evidence and she grabbed her cell phone.
“I still have the text message from Maison on my cell phone. You can look at it if you do not believe me.”
Zivon shifted his gaze and his eyes fell on the screen. As expected, he saw the text message from Maison on the screen.
His eyes fell.
It was Maison’s prank.
So, she really was not trying to tempt him.
This kind of realization filled his voice with displeasure. He was not interested in forcing himself on her.
“Do you actually believe a child’s words? Stupid.”
After saying those words, Zivon stood up in a cold and noble manner. He straightened his clothes and strode away directly.
His big and tall back was filled with a condescending feeling and coldness.
Xavia was speechless.
He was the one who obviously misunderstood her and took advantage of her, okay? So, why was he getting angry instead?
He was really an unreasonable man!
What should she do now?
She didn’t dare to look for him anymore either.
In the end, Xavia grabbed her quilt and cell phone before running to the corridor outside his room and placing the quilt on the floor!
Inside the room.
Zivon was standing in the bathroom, taking a cold shower.
The sound of the water dripping filled the bathroom.
The cold water gradually calmed his restless emotion down.
The night was deep and long.
Morning.
The dazzling light covered the darkness of the night. Everything was as usual, and there was nothing to fear.
When Xavia opened her eyes, she realized that she was actually sleeping on the bed, and she was in Zivon’s room.
What the hell? Did he carry her in?
“Mommy.”
“Aunt.”
Two innocent voices sounded.
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