Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 285

"Shut up!" Xavier was finally in a rage.

His face darkened.

After helping Ryan with his bath, Xavier was already drenched, not in the water, but in sweat.

He threw Ryan on the bed and stared at him besides. “How come there is such a nagging child?’

'Is he really my son?’

"Who is this kid like?"

Arya held back her giggle and put Ryan's pajamas on him. Ryan looked innocent and wondered whether he had done anything wrong.

Probably not.

Xavier unbuttoned his shirt and said to Arya, "I'll go wash up.”

It was very unpleasant to get stuck in his clothes.

When Xavier entered the bathroom, Ryan's innocence was replaced by a smug smile. He climbed up Arya's neck and said, "Mommy, is Daddy angry?"

Arya pinched his little nose, "Did you do it on purpose?”

Ryan put the index finger on his lips, signaling Arya to keep silent.

Hiding in Arya's arms, he said in a low voice, "Mommy, it's the first time that I saw Dad at a loss.” Arya touched his forehead with one of her fingers, "You little rascal.”

Laughing, Ryan was tossing and turning on the bed. Before Arya went back with a glass of water, the little boy had fallen asleep on the quilt. Arya walked over and covered him with the quilt. Ryan's little face was flushed. Feeling someone was touching him, he snorted unhappily, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Then the bathroom door opened and Xavier came out in a bathrobe. He wiped his wet hair and glanced at the bed, "Is he asleep?"

Arya nodded. His collar slightly opened and the water droplets on his hair flew down Adam's apple and slid into his collar. Close to him, Arya could smell the faint fragrance of his shower gel.

Arya looked downwards to his legs, in a meaningful glance, "Do you really recover?”

Xavier reached out to stroke the hair on her forehead. Then, he leaned down and stared into her eyes. "Try me."

pushed him, "Get out of the way. I'm going to

get away but held her face, forcing her

and closer, till only one finger away. His hot breath was clearly spread over

stepped back and

her sides. his smile more deepened, "Then show

How?" Arya blinked, not noticing she was

Arya pushed her hands against

at her hands. Her fingers were slender, fair, with a defined shape, which would be perfect for a ring. The ring he gave her before was right on the ring finger of her left hand. Meeting the man's view, Arya wanted to draw her hands back, but her intention was noticed by the man, who pressed her hands against

feel the heat

a bottomless lake, and his voice was low and seductive. "Kiss

stunned with

her neck, to her delicate collarbone. Finally, he buried his face on her chest, and said in a muffled voice,

regained her mind in time to push him hard, "Stop, please.

but she didn't take a shower. It might be the pregnancy

harder, "There's no smell of sweat. I can only

head and

He raised his head and pecked her

Arya was speechless.

and said, "Arya,

longer your wife. We've divorced.” Arya rejected him before the man finished his words. The

back to the Old Residence since I returned. Do

lowered her head,

This wouldn't work.

clear nothing could happen

you have anything to ask

down beside her and replied in a

As if mentioning it on purpose, she added, "The intimate

It was not because he didn't believe in Arya, but for Rufus’

he replied coldly, "I believe

discouraged him, "What if I say it's

his sleepy eyes, and asked in a soft voice. Arya reached out to rub his hair,

"Mommy, hug me."

Arya agreed, "Okay."

on the