Zena pushed the door open drunkenly and threw the bag on the ground. Then she fell heavily on the sofa and didn't want to move anymore.
Xavier opened the door of the bedroom and saw Zena lying not far away. He frowned slightly and asked, "Zena, where did you go?"
Zena raised her head, gave Xavier a meaningful look, and then lay down again and closed her eyes.
"I called you. Why didn't you answer my phone calls?"
Zena maintained the posture and did not open her eyes. She said blandly, "I didn't hearthat."
Xavier took a deep breath and walked to her. He stood next to the sofa and looked down at her, "Didn't you even look at your phone? Why didn't you call me back? Do you know how worried I am?"
He came back at eight o'clock in the evening and did not see her. He thought that she had gone home. He called her, but she did not answer the phone. Later, he sent a lot of messages to her but she didn't reply.
Later, it was getting late, and he was still worried, so he called her parents. Only then did he know that she didn't go home at all, so he became more and more anxious.
After that night, their relationship seemed to have become a little distant. He wanted to try to make their relationship become as harmonious as possible, but she was always cold and indifferent to him. When he said something, she always refused to reply.
These days, she would never take the initiative to call him or send him a message.
He knew that she hated him in heart, so he didn't blame her. If she blamed him, he would try his best to get close to her.
But he was really anxious that night. She was a woman and didn't come back so late at night. How could he not worry about her?
Zena sneered, "Since I didn't answer your phone, why didn't you keep calling me until I answer it?"
In fact, she heard her phone ringing and saw those messages, but... she just didn't want to answer it.
She was obviously angry in her heart, but she returned to his residence. Ha-ha, she thought that she was so cheap!
Xavier frowned, "Did you drink?"
Hearing this, Zena opened her eyes, looked up at Xavier, and said with sarcasm, "Yes, so what? Can't I?"
Taking a deep look at her, Xavier sighed and said, "Well, you can drink, but... don't drink so much in the future. You are a lady. I called you but didn't answer me. What if you meet a bad guy when you are drunk?"
"What?" Zena laughed, but there was no smile in her eyes. She struggled to sit up and looked at Xavier with drunk eyes, "Even if I meet a bad guy, he is much better than you!"
Hearing this, Xavier's body stiffened. He felt a dull pain in heart, and he almost couldn't breathe.
Was a bad guy better than him?
Ha-ha...
How could he not understand... the meaning of her words?
In fact, she wanted to say that a bad guy was more useful than her, right?
As a man, when he heard such words, he felt that he was left without a shred of self-esteem.
He gritted his teeth again and again as he clenched his hands into fists, and his eyes turned red in an instant.
But... he didn't say anything in the end. He released his hands dejectedly and took two deep breaths before he felt a little better.
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