Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 163

Xavier was drunk.

Jacob carried him out of the private room and they left the clubhouse.

After Jacob carried Xavier into the car and let him lie in the back seat, Xavier turned around and lay flat in a comfortable position.

He closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, he whispered.

Although Xavier said it vaguely, Jacob could tell that he was calling Arya's name. Jacob looked back and sighed.

'If something really happened to Arya, what should my boss do in the future?"

Jacob couldn't deal with such things, so he started the car to send Xavier back to the villa.

"Why did he drink so much?" Nanny Joy frowned.

Jacob didn't explain. "take him upstairs."

Nanny Joy stopped asking and helped Xavier upstairs.

Jacob didn't leave. Xavier was drunk. There were only Nanny Joy and Ryan at home. If anything happened, no one could help.

Jacob looked at Nanny Joy. "Take a basin of hot water..."

"Leave me alone!" Xavier turned over and buried his face in the quilt.

He looked annoyed.

"What are you doing..."

Nanny Joy was afraid that he was feeling unwell and wanted him to wipe his face and hands with a hot towel, but Jacob stopped her.

He whispered to Nanny Joy, "Let's go downstairs.”

Jacob knew Xavier better than Nanny Joy. No one could force him to do what he didn't like, not least talking with him when he was sad.

If he wanted to be quiet, then let him be.

Nanny Joy and Jacob left the room. When the door closed, Xavier suddenly opened his eyes.

He was indeed drunk, but he was not unconscious.

He moved and buried his face in the quilt, trying to find the marks left by her.

Xavier's mind flashed back to scenes of the past including her eyes, her temperature, her forbearance, and stubbornness. The memory with Arya was clear. However, she had gone soon. The bed was so cold without her.

eyes and muttered,

he closed his eyes and temporarily hide all his

up with a raging thirsty. Yesterday, he drank too much and his

happened that Daisy came in a

paused. "Why are you

clothes were wrinkled and he smelled of

he like this

when she thought of what she found out,

photos from her bag and threw them on the

saw the photos of him and

frowned. "You

didn't want to answer his question. She just wanted to

he the son you're talking about?" Daisy pointed at

figure out why Ryan was

swept him off his

even

to let her agree

a

were anyone else, he would

in the living room. Nanny Joy was very observant. Seeing the situation,

couldn't help but

looked at Ryan

a moment, she didn't know how to

in front of Ryan so he said

discontentedly. "Who do

not the kind of person who could say anything out of line in front of

dress on and then

still remained still. He was

to hit Xavier with her bag. But in the end, she didn't do that. "If you can't trust me, who

up to Ryan. If Ryan didn't want to get along with Daisy,

bent down to listen to

is she my grandmother

rubbed his hair.

you're not used to it, you don't have to

picked up the

don't hit my father.” Daisy was stunned and was touched by the "grandma" that Ryan

been waiting for

couldn't remember

the child standing in front of

hesitated for a moment and walked

down and sized

it before. Today, when she looked at him carefully, she

are you looking at?" Ryan was