Chapter 288
Chapter 288
As soon as he said that, Richard realized that he had said too much.
In Arya's eyes, this was an excuse.
'Died for love?'
'Ridiculous.'
Arya didn't want to say a word to Richard.
After leaving the coffee shop, Arya didn't want to go back, so she walked along the street alone,
aimlessly...
After Henry left the hospital, he thought about it and didn't call Xavier. Instead, he went straight to the
Jones Group.
At this point, he would definitely not go back even if he called him back.
The car stopped, Henry didn't get out immediately. He hadn't figured out what to say yet.
Xavier was especially stubborn. He didn't even come home this time. He silently protested against him
to show his dissatisfaction. It would be difficult to ask him to take Arya back now.
The Deputy who had been in front of him looked back at him. "Do you want Madam to talk to him
instead?"
After all, Daisy didn't do anything wrong. Even if Xavier was unhappy, he would still talk to Daisy.
Henry looked serious and disagreed with the deputy's proposal.
He came over personally to have a frank talk with Xavier.
"Wait down there. You don't have to go up with me."
Henry pushed the door open and got out of the car. He went up alone. Henry rarely came. A few
people who knew him saw him and greeted him respectfully.
He rarely laughed. Being in the army all year round made him look especially serious.
Xavier was about to go to a meeting when he met Henry from the corridor.
"Come with me." Henry walked towards the office.
Xavier handed the file to Jacob. "You preside over the meeting."
Then he walked towards the office.
Xavier pushed the door open and saw Henry standing in front of the french window with his hands
behind his back and his back to the door.
Xavier's eyes lingered on him for a few seconds. He was no longer the tall and burly soldier in his mind.
Before he knew it, he already had white hair. He was old, and he was old enough to retire.
"When you were young, I was in the army. Your mother took care of our family and you. Now that I
think about it, I wasn't there for you and I felt sorry about that." He turned around and said, "You're my
son. I have high hopes for you. Although you didn't follow my path as I wanted, you didn't disappoint
me."
Xavier took off his tie and threw it on the desk, "So, what do you want to tell me?"
"Harriet got hit. She said it was..."
"Arya." Xavier said the name for Henry.
He knew that he would never come if nothing happened.
He was also extremely stubborn. He only came because that he was old and weak now. If he were
young, he wouldn't have come.
When he didn't agree to go to the army, how long had he been angry with him?
"The old chief is here. He wants to see her." When the conversation started, Henry was ready to speak.
"When?" Xavier asked.
"Tomorrow." Henry said.
"Okay." Xavier agreed without thinking.
Even Henry was surprised. 'He agreed just like that?'
It didn't seem like him.
"I still have a meeting to attend. If it's okay, you can go back now."
Henry always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, but it was good that he
agreed.
Just as Henry opened the door and was about to leave... Xavier stopped him.
"Dad."
Henry's hand paused and did not turn back, but he knew Xavier had something to say.
Xavier took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After lighting it, he took a deep breath. The white
smoke spread around his lips, making his face shrouded in a white mist. It was hard to see his
expression at this moment, "If I can't even protect my wife and children, am I still worthy to be your
son?"
Henry was speechless.
"She's not suitable for you or our family."
Xavier smiled, "Since when do you only listen to others?"
Henry didn't like his attitude and snorted coldly, "I didn't just hear it from others. I saw it with my own
eyes."
When he saw the photo of Rufus and Arya and he met Rufus in the villa. One after another, he was
very angry and made up his mind to make her leave the Jones Family.
Xavier gasped, stood up, walked to the desk, and pressed the button. "Call Jacob in."
Jacob was in a meeting. The secretary came in and said that Xavier called him. He could only pause
the meeting. "Take a few minutes off."
Jacob walked into the office.
"Give me the file." Xavier picked up his coat and prepared to leave. Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
Jacob couldn't react for a moment, "What file..." Halfway through, Jacob seemed to understand what
Xavier wanted. "It's about Harriet..."
Xavier nodded impatiently.
Jacob went back to his office to get the file that contained the information which had been found these
days. When Xavier came back, he asked Jacob to arrange for someone to monitor Harriet's every
move.
Instead of handing it to Xavier immediately, he said, "Well... Don't be impulsive."
He knew the relationship between the Porter Family and the Jones Family very well, and Henry trusted
Harriet very much. He was worried that he and Henry would fall out.
Xavier glanced at him, put on his coat, and took the folder in his hand. "I'll go back now. Call me if
anything happened."
When Jacob wanted to say something else, Xavier had already left the office.
Jacob was dejected. When Xavier was not around, he was very busy and had no free time. He thought
that Xavier had come back, and he himself was able to relax a little. But now it seemed he was even
busier than before.
"Just kill me now." Jacob rubbed his face and perked up to continue the meeting.
Xavier really didn't care much about the company these days. He wanted to spend more time with Arya
and Ryan. On the way to the hotel, Xavier inadvertently glanced at Arya walking alone on the street.
It seemed that something was on her mind.
Xavier parked the car on the side of the road and walked over.
Suddenly, there was another person beside her. Arya looked up and was stunned when she saw him,
"You came back so early today."
Xavier held her hand and walked with her side by side.
Parasol trees were planted beside the street. The breeze blew gently and the leaves rustled.
"What's wrong?" Xavier asked.
Arya raised her head sadly and looked at the swaying leaves. It was not that she had something on her
mind, it was just that seeing Richard today reminded her of many things in the past.
And things about her mother.
The housekeeper once said that her mother jumped off the building because of Richard's deceit and
betrayal. Today, Richard said that she died for love.
How could that be?
It must have been Richard who wanted her to forgive him and said it on purpose.
After thinking this, Arya was in a better mood.
She took Xavier's arm and said, "I'm hungry."
Xavier lowered his eyes and smiled. He deliberately approached her and asked, "You can eat me."
Arya's face darkened immediately. Arya pushed his face away and repeated, "Xavier, we're divorced!"
She didn't know if she was reminding herself or Xavier.
Xavier's expression changed again and again.
Arya stood still, raised her head, and reached out to pinch Xavier's chin. "So, don't have any thoughts
about me, because I will refuse to do anything intimate with you."
Xavier, "... "
At that moment, Xavier had the impulse to bring her to get the marriage license.
Xavier put his arm around her shoulder, "Sooner or later, I'll make you mine again."
Arya only smiled and said nothing.
Xavier used to live here, so the hotel staff knew him very well. When they passed through the hall, the
people who were working greeted him respectfully. Xavier just nodded slightly and walked towards the
elevator with Arya in his arms.
When she got into the elevator, a staff member ran over. "The elevator used by VIP guests is under
repair, so..."
There were many people in the ordinary elevator area, and there were all kinds of people.
And they bumped into someone. There was a man and a woman standing at the entrance of the
elevator. The woman had wavy curly hair and thick makeup. She was wearing a red sling, a black
leather miniskirt, and her nails were painted with red nail polish. Regardless of the occasion, she was
all over the man. And they were kissing and hugging. The man put his hand on the woman's buttocks
and said vulgar words...