Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 115

Xavier saw Arya's coat had been taken off and she was asleep on the bed. He heaved a sigh of relief. If anything had happened to her, he would have strangled the man.

But Xavier didn’t want to let him go. Xavier bent over and picked Arya up. When he came out, he looked at Jacob. "Take him away and keep an eye on him."

He would teach him a lesson after settling Arya down!

Jacob nodded, secretly wiping his sweat. “Fortunately, this man didn't throw her phone away. Otherwise, we couldn't trace here through the phone signal.’

Jacob ordered the bodyguards to take Louis away.

'What happened? Who are these people?’ Louis was stunned.

He was so thin that those burly bodyguards could carry him away easily.

Arya was thrown into the back seat of the car parked on the side of the road by Xavier. He leaned against the car and threw a lot of cigarette butts on the ground.

It was drizzling. The car window was open and the cold wind outside poured into the car. He didn't care if Arya was cold at all, as if he was trying to torment her.

up by the

head was throbbing with pain. “Where am

Arya's face suddenly turned

she was, she subconsciously asked, "Where's

her in the rear-view

tightened. Xavier was too overbearing. She still remembered that Xavier made it difficult for Jasper to stay in W City just because Jasper was close to

treat Louis in

glared at Xavier. "What

to make mistakes under my nose. If you

got down, and walked up to him. "Tell me,

hidden in

course. He's the father of my

slap landed on Arya's face. He said word by

she

to touch it. She raised her eyes and smiled. She looked straight at Xavier as if she didn't see the anger in his eyes. "Xavier, what else can you do besides bullying others? You used

happened to Jasper would happen to

Louis very much, but he was Ryan's father and could save him. She

anger that had been suppressed in his chest exploded in an instant. Xavier approached Arya step by step. Arya had no choice but to step back. Xavier looked at her like a cheetah staring at its prey, as if he would pounce on her at any time to tear her