Xylia’s indifference left Sonny feeling both agitated and uneasy.
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In his <b>view</b>, Xylia should put him and Connor first in everything; even when he and Connor lost their temper, Xylia should <b>endure </b>it.
Yet now, Xylia was actually telling him to leave.
Moreover, her gaze was indifferent, as if she did not wish to see him. He could not ept it.
Sonny pointed at Joshua and shouted loudly, “What right do you have to drive me away? Even if you and Dad are divorced, you are still my mother. I won’t let you be with this man, so you are not allowed to be with him!”
Xylia furrowed her brows, the impatience in her eyes nearly overflowing.
Her voice was icy. “You seem to have said that, from then on, I would no longer be your mom.”
Sonny felt deted, his gaze flickering, with a guilty look on his face. “Even if I don’t acknowledge you as my mom, you are still my <b>mom</b>. No, what I mean is…”
Sonny was still young and had not yet developed flexible thinking <b>skills</b>.
However, he knew that even though his parents were divorced, his mother remained his mother.
He just couldn’t fully express it.
Joshua looked at the shorty before him and let out a disdainful, cold snort
He wrapped his hand around Xylia’s waist and drew her into his embrace.
Xylia was startled and instinctively grasped his arm.
Their posture was intimate, resembling that of a couple.
Joshua slightly lowered his eyes and looked at Sonny. “I remember your mother’s name is Tessa Schultz, so don’t go calling my girlfriend Mom.”
Upon hearing Joshua’s words, Xylia could not help but pinch him hard at the waist, thinking, ‘His girlfriend? Seriously?”
Joshua’s back muscles tensed as he lowered his gaze and blinked apologetically at Xylia.
Xylia released him, did not spare Sonny another nce, and turned to walk upstairs to the second floor.
“Mom…” Sonny instinctively wanted to follow, but was startled by Joshua’s sudden change in expression. Hist steps halted, and he could not move forward.
<b>Joshua </b>did not turn to look at Sonny until after Xylia had left.
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His handsome <b>face </b>no longer bore the gentleness it showed when facing Xylia. Instead, it <b>was </b>shadowed, and his eyes were fierce.
Even in front of a six–year–old child, Joshua did not restrain himself.
He coldly threatened Sonny. “<b>Don’t </be to disturb her again.”
Sonny <b>was </b>young, and within the Ford family, he was always cherished.
He <b>had </b>never been threatened like that.
Out of fear, his entire body was trembling.
<b>Only </b>after Joshua turned <b>and </b>went upstairs did Sonny turn and run out of the studio.
The studio had been renovated
Joshua went directly to Xylia’s studio.
Upon seeing Joshua enter, Josie tactfully left the office.
Joshua walked up to Xylia’s desk, braced himself with both hands on the desk, and leaned forward slightly, lowering his gaze to look at Xylia. “Are you mad?”
<b>Xylia </b>lifted her gaze to look at him, her expression showing neither anger nor joy,
“Do you feel that, in front of your own son, you do not wish to have a rtionship with another man?” Joshua’s lips curved in a <b>smile </b>as his eyes seized her gaze, taking in every expression on her face.
Xylia
frowned and looked at him. “It’s not just about my <b>son</b>; such jokes shouldn’t be made lightly.”
“Is that so?” Joshua did not agree.
Seeing that Xylia’s eyes reflected only resistance <b>and </b>not aversion, he felt somewhat relieved.
His eyes flickered with a sudden idea. He turned, walked over to the only sofa in the office, sat down, and casually poured himself a ss of water. “I really didn’t expect you to dislike me <b>so </b>much, Xylia. It looks like 1 should contact you less in the future.”
Xylia looked at him. “When did I ever say that I disliked you?”
<b>“</b>It’s all on your face<b>.</b>” As Joshua spoke, he gestured to her face with his index finger.
Xylia could not bear to see Joshua in such a dejected state.
She came out from behind the desk, walked over, and sat down opposite <b>Joshua</b>. “You have misunderstood me. I simply believe that, as friends, we should not make such jokes casually; otherwise, this friendship may be distorted.”
Joshua <b>said </b>indifferently, “Distorted? <b>But </b>I don’t think it’s distorted.”
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Chapter 149.
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From the very beginning, when he approached Xylia, he never thought about any lousy friendship.
He had always harbored intentions toward her. Therefore, he thought that this could not be regarded as distorted.
Nylia parted her lips, intending to exin, but realized that no matter how much she said, it would be of no use to someone as obstinate as Joshua.
She lowered her voice and soothed him, “Then just assume I don’t like such jokes. Please don’t make these jokes again in the future, okay?”
Joshua rotated the ss in his hand, his gaze lowered and devoid of emotion. Yet, upon closer observation, a subtle chill could be seen in his eyes.
He did not answer.
Xylia regarded him as having given tacit consent<b>. </b>
She thought for a moment, then <b>changed </b>the subject. “By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask–since you’re the heir of the Garcia family, why were you in such a sorry state back then when you were abroad?”
Xylia had wanted to ask about this matter for a very long time, but had never found a suitable opportunity.
When she first met Joshua, he was covered in blood, dressed in street–market clothing, and appeared both impoverished and disheveled.
It <b>was </b>worlds apart from the image of the Garcia family’s heir.
Joshua paused in the act of turning his water ss. He looked up at Xylia, a hint of a teasing smile on his lips. “You want <b>to </b>get to know me already?”
“What?” Xylia looked at Joshua, puzzled.
Joshua set down the ss, braced his elbows on his knees, and leaned in closer to Xylia. “Xylia, I think you like
me.”
Xylia widened her eyes in disbelief as she looked at Joshua.
Joshua, however, seemed not to notice her expression and continued speaking regardless, “Only someone who truly cares about me would want to get to know my past and who I am.
“Xylia, did you take to heart what I said that night and now wish to date me?
“Actually, <b>this </b><b>could </b>work too. My parents keep urging me <b>to </b>get married, and after thinking it over, I feel <b>you’re </b>the only one who truly suits me. So, why don’t we make this rtionship distorted?”
A bright gleam shone in Joshua’s charming eyes.
But Xylia looked at him with a helpless expression. “If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t. Isn’t it tiring to ramble on so much?”
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She poured herself a ss of water and returned to her desk.
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“I’m a bit busy today, so I won’t be able to keep chatting with you,” she said lightly, as if she were issuing an order to <b>leave</b>.
Joshua rose and leaned against the back of the sofa, his gaze distant as he looked at Xylia, who was not far
away.
The cold morning light added a touch of detachment to her inherently cool demeanor.
He wondered, Whenever this topic is brought up, Xylia always finds an excuse to leave. Is she truly unwilling, or does she simply not wish to confront this topic?
‘If she’s truly unwilling, she would either explicitly refuse me or, to some extent, harbor aversion toward me, wouldn’t she?
‘However, none of these phenomena have ever manifested in Xylia.
‘Is it possible that she simply has not yet decided to begin a new rtionship?”
After a long period of contemtion, Joshua silently stood up, said goodbye to Xylia, and then left immediately.
It wasn’t until Joshua’s figure disappeared at the doorway that Xylia finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.
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