Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 68

Xavier couldn't stand staying there anymore. He walked out and went to the private room where Arya was.

But Arya was gone.

He frowned tightly as he found that he lost control of himself when he faced Arya.

He tugged at his collar impatiently. Since Jacob could handle everything, it didn’t matter he came out to smoke.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw a woman squatting on the side of the road, retching. She looked very uncomfortable.

Xavier lit a cigarette and leaned against the door, quietly watching her squat there in pain.

He suddenly remembered she had slapped him angrily and he touched his cheek.

Even he himself couldn't figure out why he did that. 'Was it because I am still angry, or am I deliberately want to embarrass the woman?’

He walked up to her and looked down at her mockingly, "Are you working as a barmaid? Do you provide any other services, such as sleeping with men?"

Although Arya had a headache, she recognized the voice. She did not look up at him but just remain unmoved. She wanted to vomit and her stomach was churning in pain.

Xavier narrowed his eyes. Arya ignored him, which made anger smolder in his heart. His face became sullener. He bent over and pulled her up. "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Arya's face was pink and her eyes were a little distracted. She managed to see the man clearly. "I'm sorry to displease you. I'm leaving now.”

And she was struggling to break free of Xavier's grip.

Xavier's tone became colder, "You remember that."

'Why isn't this woman still alive? Why does she always show up in front of him to provoke him?* "Of course, I dare not disobey you, Mr. Jones.” Arya tried hard to break free of his grip, but she couldn't. She was staggering from struggling.

Arya was a little angry. She looked at Xavier with her blurred eyes and laughed. "Mr. Jones, I know you look down on me. I don't expect you to look up to me. A woman like me is dirty! I don't want to displease you."

Xavier was surprised to hear that. The sorrow in her eyes made him sad.

But he thought she was pretending to be pitiful.

'Who hurt her? Why is she in pain?"

"Mr. Jones, can you let me go?" Arya looked back but didn't find Orlando.

"Who are you going to seduce standing alone by the roadside after getting drunk?" Xavier didn't mean that. Actually, he was worried about leaving her here alone. "You're drunk. I'll send you back." Arya knew who he was. She didn't want to get close to him. His presence always reminded her of how shameless she had been to sleep with him.

It was her dirty past.

"I can go back myself." Arya was still struggling. Being with him would only remind her that she got what she had today by selling her dignity.

Xavier refused to let her go. "Arya, it's you who has provoked me. You must be punished for you

though

Arya kept punching him on the back. Being held upside down, she

you have the guts, you can

into the car by Xavier and

car after they arrived. It

soup. Arya didn't want that. "I won't

of alcohol and she

she wanted to

regardless of her fine image. Xavier gritted his teeth. "You

down to the ground, covered

but bottled his anger up and still

into the warm bathtub. Her stomach stopped churning and soaked

mind was in a mess, and she forgot who was bathing

Xavier's face was sullen.

never

she was

her, Xavier carried the woman wrapped with a bathrobe out of the bathroom. Nanny Joy had prepared the sobering soup and asked, "Should I feed

"Bring

let Arya lean into his arms. He

handed the soup to her lips until

head with closed eyes. "I don't want to drink it... I want

sleep after drinking it." Xavier didn't notice

"Be good. I'll

"I hate you..."

struggled to speak but did not open her eyes.

soup warmed her body. She breathed a sigh of relief and found

have killed your whole family in my previous life. So now you come

"Sir, you haven't

so carefully and gently because she was important to him. But he didn't notice

stunned. "What do

directly. "Sir, you will know one

empty bowl

her on the bed. In fact, he had been controlling himself. When

he went to the

bathrobe, he saw that Arya's quilt had been kicked

he was turned

unwell after drinking, she kept twisting and changing her position. Her long hair

pink lips were as red as

They were tempting.

up and down and he muttered, "You're

walked over and covered her legs under