Xavier had been despicable to her before, but since then, it seemed he was trying his best to make up for it, and Veronica could see it all.
So, her feelings toward Xavier were also highly complicated. She was cautious, yet he always made her inexplicably relieved. Matthew noticed Veronica’s pained expression, prompting him to turn and look at Xavier. “Thank you for saving Roni.”
He had always been clear about his likes and dislikes. Whether it was the conflict or the hatred between him and Xavier, it had nothing to do with Xavier saving Veronica.
“Get out! Take her and get out of here!”
Xavier suppressed his emotions and gritted his teeth.
“Who do you think you are? You let us…”
“Shut up!”
Skyler was dissatisfied with Xavier’s attitude and was about to retort, but Matthew reprimanded him before he could finish. Then, Matthew bent down and picked Veronica up before walking out.
Leaning in Matthew’s arms, Veronica kept her eyes on Xavier, feeling a trace of bitterness in her heart and a sense of guilt.
Xavier’s gaze was cold as he turned and walked to the window in the living room. He silently took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking. Veronica looked at his silhouette and felt a deep sadness. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
The three of them left the hotel and drove toward the One Piece Restaurant. As they left, a car parked at the hotel entrance, and a person got out of the car with a loud slam of the door.
After going upstairs, the person appeared outside Xavier’s suite and knocked on the door impatiently. Xavier, with a cigarette in his mouth, slowly turned around and opened the door.
As soon as he saw the person standing outside the door, he was suddenly slapped hard in the face, causing his cheek to turn to the side, burning with pain. Due to inertia, Xavier’s bangs were thrown to the front, scattering across his forehead.
The cigarette in his mouth was also knocked away, and it fell to the ground. The tip of the cigarette suddenly lit up before gradually dimming.
“Sebastian, have you gone crazy? For that b*tch Veronica, you dare to hit Zac? Do you want to get my father and I killed?”
Antheena was burning with anger, her eyes turning red. It was not because of grievances but because of anger.
Her heart and eyes were filled with nothing but Xavier. She saved him from the fire, brought him to the castle, and became a general under her father’s command. She even married Xavier. As for the man, his heart was only filled with Veronica.
“Ha!”
Xavier prodded his burning left cheek with the tip of his tongue. He was not angry. Instead, he was smiling-a wicked smile at that.
He raised his eyes and looked at Antheena with a cold gaze. “Well done.” He turned around and walked to the sofa in the living room, silently smoking his cigarette.
From beginning to end, he had no intention of explaining anything to Antheena, and he didn’t even want to say a word.
Seeing Xavier sitting on the sofa as he silently smoked with a look of sorrow, Antheena started to regret her actions and felt heartbroken.
She raised her right hand, which she had just used to hit the man, and felt the burning heat in her palm, indicating how much force she had used.
Xavier was the man she loved deeply, but he had never loved her. Antheena stood still for a while, then walked in and closed the door to the living room.
She sat down next to Xavier, resting her hand on his cheek as she gently stroked the clear red marks, feeling tight in her throat. “It’s my fault. Just now… I was impulsive. It must hurt a lot, right?”
Antheena was so worried about Xavier that she didn’t even notice that her voice had become hoarse.
As for Xavier, he didn’t answer Antheena. He continued to smoke one cigarette after another, staring straight ahead with empty eyes.
Antheena hugged him, leaning her head on his shoulder as she murmured, “I shouldn’t have hit you. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I… I just love you too much and care about you too much. We’ve been together for so long, but you’ve never said that you love me. You’ve never touched me, not even a kiss.”
