Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 424

But soon he knew the reason.

After work, Xavier called him when he was about to go home.

He needed to go to Janet's place.

Jacob looked at Xavier in the rear-view mirror. "Is it because of the child?"

Xavier leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, but didn't fall asleep. He didn't answer Jacob's question.

Obviously, Xavier didn't want to talk about it, so Jacob shut up wisely.

Not long after, when they arrived, Jacob stopped the car by the side of the road.

It was a nice neighborhood with well-equipped facilities.

This was the same place that Jacob had arranged for Janet.

Coincidentally, when they were about to enter, Janet walked out of the supermarket not far away. There was a man beside her. He was average-looking and older than Janet, but he looked quite honest. He should be a trustworthy husband.

The man carried the bags for Janet. "I still don't understand why you have to give your child to him. Obviously, you don't want to give up at all. You often cry secretly at night.”

No one didn't love his or her own child, nor did she.

Telling Arya that it was her partner who minded her having a child was also a lie.

"You don't understand.” Janet knew the relationship between Arya and Jasper. If the child was raised by her, she would not treat the child badly.

It was the best way for the child to stay in the Jones Family with Arya.

In contrast, Janet was just an ordinary person who couldn't offer him anything good.

Moreover, Jasper's parents were too old. Janet was afraid that they would not give the child to Arya when they found out. She didn't even tell them that she was pregnant with Jasper's child.

After Jasper died, she had never been to the Clintons. They lost contact.

"I don't understand. Anyway, I don't think it's good to give your child to someone else. I also don't know your thoughts.” The man’s mind didn't seem as complicated as Janet's.

"If the child is with me, what can I give him? Staying in the Jones Family is the best way." With Arya and Jasper's relationship, she could not treat the child badly. Even if she could not compare him to her own child, it would not be too different.

was ten million times better than living

you believe that she must be

difference between kindness and resentment. She was not soft on

she wasn't sure, Janet wouldn't have given Arya

was silent. After a while,

He really didn't expect Janet to be so

understandable that she wants her child to live in a

and said nothing. Xavier turned around and got into the car. Jacob touched his nose and

through his thoughts and didn't dare to say anything. He drove quietly

o'clock when Jacob arrived at his place back from the Old

entering the house. As soon as the door opened, he heard the sound of TV playing in the room. He was stunned for a

dishes on the

that he was married now and that he had said he would

changed his shoes,

and walked over. "Why do you come back

have something to do.” He took off his coat.

said you were coming

little

was not angry either. "If you don't come back in the future, just call me. I won't

into the

the rice. "I'm not very good at cooking either. Make

bowl in front of Jacob and

pick up the food, she suddenly realized that the food

go heat it

to heat

Bridget sat back.

not very delicious, but he could

her chopsticks in her mouth. "Shall I go to the cooking

"What? You want

scratched her hair. "Nanny May made meals at home. I haven't done much. Sometimes I help her in the kitchen, wash dishes and so

say anything, but Jacob knew

at home today?" Jacob

rice in the bowl with her chopsticks and thought for a while before saying, "I slept for a while, went to the supermarket, watched TV for a while, and then

it would be too boring at

a shower and Bridget cleaned

washing and putting on his clothes, Bridget had

and turned on the TV. It was TV series that Bridget had just watched. Jacob looked into the kitchen and saw Bridget in the kitchen cleaning, he couldn't help

Bridget came out, she saw Jacob smiling. She glanced at the TV. It wasn't showing