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Chapter 24
The situation however, had changed. Xavier had been in pain the entire time. For the first time in her dry and dull everyday life which was her work, she finally found someone she liked. He was a boorish man without any class or tact, yet she did not know why such a man had been able to catch her fancy. As much as she tried to tell herself it was only for the sex she could no longer deny that she fell for the boorish man.
Xavier at some point had come to trust the man to the point of even showing him things she should not have. Admittedly, it was completely out of character for her. She became worried about jeopardizing her work, yet it looked like she did not need to worry. What she was most worried about did not occur. Sett actually helped her more than she could imagine.
So, imagine her hurt when she saw the person she trusted and loved trying to escape with her life’s work. The betrayal she was feeling was too much for her to handle. Xavier at that moment had
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