When the Contract Marriage Ended, He Stayed

Chapter 113: The Truth Behind Marcus Xavier’s Death

"The Truth Behind Marcus Xavier’s Death." Six large words appeared before Hazel Hawthorne, and her mind went blank. Marcus Xavier’s death had been the talk of the entire city back then. She remembered that even though she was just a child, she had heard a lot about him from her parents.

She knew Marcus Xavier was Aiden Xavier’s father and that he had died mysteriously in a suburban villa when Aiden was fifteen.

The reason his death was described as "mysterious" was that when Marcus Xavier’s body was discovered, he was dressed in women’s clothing, sitting at his desk with a pen in his hand. Besides a mirror, there was nothing else on the desk.

Nothing in the room appeared to have been disturbed. After a lengthy investigation, the police could only rule Marcus Xavier’s death a suicide, and they concluded that his wearing women’s clothing meant he had a cross-dressing fetish.

Hazel Hawthorne wanted to open the file. She was simply too curious. Based on her few memories of seeing Marcus Xavier as a child, she had never believed he had a cross-dressing fetish. Deep down, she didn’t trust the police’s judgment from all those years ago.

However, because Marcus Xavier was wearing women’s clothes when he died, he was branded a pervert by the public. Unable to bear the scandal, Fiona Forrest and the Xavier Family stopped speaking about the matter publicly. Later on, it seemed something had happened to Aiden Xavier as well, and after that, few people ever mentioned the Xaviers’ affairs.

If she hadn’t seen Marcus Xavier’s name, Hazel Hawthorne wouldn’t have suddenly recalled these past events.

After waiting for Aiden Xavier for a long time, Hazel Hawthorne, on a strange impulse, started reading the file on the truth behind Marcus Xavier’s death. Who would have thought she’d become so engrossed that she didn’t even notice when Aiden entered the office? She remained completely absorbed until a soft cough from him jolted her back to her senses.

Lifting her eyes to see Aiden Xavier suddenly standing beside her, Hazel Hawthorne felt like she’d been caught red-handed. She immediately lowered her gaze, not daring to meet his eyes. Her own darted around nervously as she stammered, "When did you get in?"

for a little while, but you looked so focused that I didn’t want to disturb you." Aiden Xavier calmly gathered the file from the desk, acting as

Aiden Xavier’s back, she knew she shouldn’t have been secretly reading the file on Marcus Xavier’s death. His death had not only had a terrible impact on the Xavier Family but

knew that in Aiden Xavier’s heart, he had always idolized his father, Marcus Xavier. Discovering that his father had committed suicide while

just be drawing attention to her mistake. She wanted to apologize, but since Aiden was pretending he hadn’t noticed

mean to look at it just now." After a long silence, Hazel finally took the initiative to apologize to Aiden. She expected him to lash

were no harsh words, no blame, and certainly no

looked at the flustered Hazel and said gently, "You must have gotten bored

you’re bored.’ That’s what Hazel understood him to mean. She looked at Aiden in disbelief. ’Is this

he suddenly become so

Xavier is even more intoxicating than the cold and ruthless

to herself, ’Has Aiden discovered the power of gentleness? Is that why he’s trying this gentle

thoughts. I’m not as disgusting as you think." One moment Aiden had been gentle, but the next his face was ashen as he glared at Hazel. The expression on her

had shown her a little bit of gentleness, and her imagination had immediately run wild. Aiden was exasperated. ’It seems I can’t be too gentle with Hazel,’ he thought. ’She clearly can’t comprehend it, let alone

in the blink of an eye! I knew that gentleness was just an act. This is your true self. If you want to yell at me, just say so. Why beat around the bush

a blank mask. He gave Hazel a cool glance. "We’re going

look. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Trailing behind him,

who could have guessed that Aiden would suddenly turn around? As fate would have it, Hazel’s fist froze right in front of his face, less than a few inches from the tip of his nose. If she’d been a fraction of

for several seconds, thoroughly frightened by Aiden’s icy, predatory gaze. Her reaction was a beat too slow. Belatedly, she pulled her hand