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.

of the year, and Daisy was injured. Although there were

she

got up to wash up, changed her

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

nodded, "I'm a little

breakfast to the table. Arya sat down at the table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, looked

it could refresh.” Nanny Joy

was more important. Why did someone need

should remind him since you are with

intention. With her relationship with Jacob, she took care

and said, "I'll

that she wasn't that important that could ask Xavier to

melting and dripping. She didn't go out and stayed at

balcony, bathing in the sun, she

called her

Sunny and the details of the

killed and jumped off

caused a

people's attitude who had once cursed her changed to pity and scolded Marshal

to be sentenced

at the comments and messages, feeling

had only one life. There was

trial, Marshal was sentenced to life imprisonment and deprived of political rights for

spot. Richard's hair seemed to

only one son

old age, how could he not be heartbroken when his son ended up like

that she

never planned to

identify Sunny's body. Her only

family, dealt with her funeral,

didn't have

few friends at the club were

helping

cemetery, the Green Garden Cemetery in the suburbs. On the green mountain, surrounded by trees, it was quiet and

in black with white flowers on her right arm. She stood quietly in front of the tombstone, and Orlando was also standing

and a few of Sunny's former colleagues

only she were still alive.” Orlando felt sorry for

she could have seen the scene now. It was not accusation and abuse, but sympathy and regret. Her death was because

you see that? Everyone knows you're not a bad

clear her name, but her ability to resist

wait for