Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 91

Click, the room suddenly lit up, and Arya saw his face clearly.

Xavier walked in and looked at his watch. It was past midnight. "Why are you still awake?"

"I just woke up.” She didn't admit that she was in a mess and hadn't fallen asleep.

Xavier stared at her face for two seconds. There were no sleepy eyes to improve that she had just woken up. Her eyes were clear.

Xavier sat down by the bed, put her hand in his palm, and rubbed it. "You can't sleep because I am not here?"

Even if it was, Arya didn't want to admit it. She didn't want to admit that she had feelings for him. She knew that there was a huge gap between her and him.

"You flatter yourself." Arya withdrew her hand and lay down on the bed, covering herself with the quilt. She didn't dare to look at him and pretended to be sleepy.

Looking at her flustered eyes, Xavier smiled. He liked her being like this.

She was like a young girl who was in love for the first time. She didn't dare to admit that she was in love.

Xavier tucked her in, got up, took off his clothes, and went into the bathroom to take a bath. After the bath, he saw Arya sleeping next to the edge of the bed.

She left almost the entire bed for him. Xavier lay down, stretched out his long arm to hold her in his arms. Arya didn't want to. The moment she started to struggle, Xavier hugged her even tighter. "Well, be good. I can't control myself." This sentence was a complete warning. If she kept moving, she couldn't blame him for what he did.

Arya didn't dare to move, but she couldn't sleep for a moment. Thinking of Nanny Joy's words, she asked about how Daisy was doing.

Xavier rubbed Arya's arm with his hand. "Her bone got hurt. She has to recuperate for a while.” Thinking of Daisy's attitude today, Xavier turned around in frustration.

Arya thought he was in a bad mood because of Daisy's injury and threw herself into his arms. "Don't worry."

Xavier lowered his head and looked at her face through the moonlight. He moved his lips but did not ask.

He wanted to know her past, but when he thought about how many men had appeared in her life before him, he lost his courage.

He laughed at himself. 'When did I become so timid?’

"You..."

"Shh!" Xavier interrupted Arya and turned around to hold her in his arms again. "A good girl should be nicer to me.”

Then she could capture his heart so tightly that he could even marry her without caring about her past.

Arya didn't understand what he meant, just quietly nestled in his arms.

Arya slept soundly that night. When she woke up, Xavier had already left.

were a lot of things to deal with at the end of the year, and Daisy was injured. Although there were servants to take

that she

got up to wash up,

Joy had already prepared breakfast. Seeing her come down, she

nodded, "I'm a

the table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, looked at Nanny Joy, and asked, "Did he eat when he

of black coffee and said it could refresh.” Nanny Joy sighed slightly. As expected, the money of the rich did not

she thought health was more important. Why did someone need so much money without

since

was out of good intention. With her relationship with Jacob, she took care of Xavier's

and said,

that could ask Xavier to

was melting and dripping. She

the balcony, bathing in the sun, she felt

Caspar called her to

details of the trial

jumped off the building because

a lot

attitude who had once cursed her changed to

commented that Marshal had to be sentenced to a heavy

looked at the comments and messages,

only one life.

the day of the trial, Marshal was sentenced

fainted on the spot. Richard's hair seemed to

one son in his

he not be heartbroken

harshly to Arya that she would never let

Arya never planned

to identify Sunny's body.

dealt with her funeral,

didn't have many

at the club were

came, helping

the green mountain, surrounded by trees, it was quiet and far

rest was quiet, peaceful, and far away from all the evil people. Arya was dressed in black with white flowers on her right

a few of Sunny's

she were still alive.” Orlando felt sorry for

It was not accusation and abuse, but sympathy and regret. Her

"Sunny, did you see that? Everyone knows

to clear her name, but her ability to

for