Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 69

Arya drank the soup and slept for a while. When being touched by Xavier like this, she became sober and struggled.

Xavier was like a mountain, and Arya could not push him away at all.

He gently caressed Arya's face. "Say it again."

Arya pursed her lips and did not say a word. She regarded him as a crazy man and turned away. Xavier's face darkened. "What? Are you disappointed to see me?"

Yesterday, he was really tired.

All the feelings that had been suppressed in his heart for so many years were vented on her. Looking at his face and thinking of his brutish actions yesterday, Arya was going to be mad and she raised her hand to slap him, but Xavier quickly grabbed her hand.

When she woke up, Xavier felt it.

He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the woman who was sleeping beside him. "This is the third time you want to hit me."

"You're shameless!"

Arya tried to break free, but Xavier held her so tightly that she couldn't move.

"I am not a good person, and you are not a pure girl. We are similar. Don't disdain me. Don’t show an expression that you have suffered a lot.”

Arya was stunned. The sadness that welled up in her heart almost overwhelmed her.

Arya had lost her virginity and she had nothing to care about.

She was not the one he loved.

So she couldn't demand him to be gentle to her.

She was just embarrassing herself.

But she was human and she had feelings and could feel the pain.

She suppressed the bitterness and said calmly, "If Mr. Jones doesn't mind, I would like to accompany you, and I don't care two Aryas to serve the same man together.”

Xavier's face darkened completely, and his eyes were filled with coldness. After a while, he calmed down and smiled. "Who do you think you are? How dare you to compare yourself with Harriet?" "You can humiliate me at your will. There's nothing I couldn't suffer.” Arya opened her eyes wide to hold back her tears.

She was framed by Estella and lost her virginity. She was even sent to prison by her biological father. She was humiliated by others and even lost the child she cared about the most.

Each of them hurt her greatly.

Thus, his humiliation was nothing for her.

heart was hit

didn't say that harshly. "Don't pretend to be

all her emotions and looked indifferent. She smiled. "Can you let me go, Mr. Jones?" Xavier still didn't let her go and put her

her fingertips, unwilling to touch his

is a complete

all, he went too far yesterday, so he let go

he see the mark on her

It was still red.

obvious on

to touch it, but Arya

while, he withdrew his

towel and got out of bed. Xavier's voice sounded

and did not look back. "What do

married, you have to wash up and lie there whenever

as sharp as a knife, piercing deeply into Arya's

heart as if this was the only way to

pressed hard on

the curtains, she gazed at the slowly

her as

She sneered.

aching and shaking. She walked barefoot to the window, gently

"What are you doing?"

know what she wanted to

at Xavier. "Marry me or let me go. I can't be your

a joke.

can jump down from here to get rid of you completely, or have sex with a lot of

she smiled

hold on. The hatred

physical and mental insults, she felt

She never felt tired.

to sleep forever. She didn't want to think about the hatred of her mother and to avenge her child's death. She wanted to be a selfish person and end

Xavier's hand trembled involuntarily.

could not calm down at all. He had never had such a gaffe before. He pointed at Arya and shouted, "You can't do

care about her life, and nothing

his teeth hard. As Arya said, if she didn't care about

her family. Even her own father fainted from anger because of her. What else would she

vase next to her and threw it to be broken without hesitation. She held the broken glass in her hand and pressed it against her face. “Tell me, what do you like? My face? Or my body?" "Put

from her hand. However, just as he moved, Arya slashed her face

dare to move again. Anger was boiling in his chest, and

and came up to ask about the situation worriedly. She asked tentatively, "Sir,

angrily as if he had not heard