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.

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

that she

up to wash up, changed her clothes,

her come down, she

"I'm a little

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

refresh.” Nanny Joy sighed slightly. As expected, the money of the rich did not grow on

more important. Why did someone need

him since you

was out of good intention. With her relationship with Jacob,

and

important that could ask Xavier to change

dripping. She didn't

bathing in the

Caspar called her to watch the

and the details of

killed and jumped off the building because

a

had once cursed her changed to pity

to

at the comments and messages,

had only one life. There was no way

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

cried and fainted on the spot. Richard's hair seemed to have turned grey

had only one

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

said harshly to Arya that she

never planned to

went to the police station to identify Sunny's

family, dealt with her funeral, and quietly buried

have

at the club were

helping Arya

the Green Garden Cemetery in the suburbs. On the green mountain,

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

Sunny's former colleagues stood behind

were still alive.” Orlando felt

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

see that? Everyone knows

clear her name, but her ability to resist pressure

didn't wait for