Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 202

Since Bridget married him, Jasper left early and returned late, avoiding meeting her.

After a long time, Madam Clinton realized something was wrong.

Although Bridget did not show any displeasure, she still noticed.

In the evening, Jasper made an excuse that he was busy and still didn't come back for dinner. Madam

Clinton just sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Jasper came back.

Seeing his mother, Jasper was slightly stunned, because every time he came back at this time, they

were basically asleep.

Only Bridget would come after him.

"Why are you still awake?" Jasper took off his coat. She did not say anything, just sitting on the sofa

with her arms folded around her chest. She wanted to see if Jasper really did not sleep with Bridget.

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Jasper noticed her abnormality. He put down his coat and sat beside her. "Did Bridget say something to

you?"

"What can she say? What did you do behind her?" Her voice suddenly rose. Being afraid that Bridget

would hear it, Madam Clinton said in a low voice again.

"What can I do to her? It's getting late. Go to bed early." Jasper got up.

She sat still. Whether there was a quarrel or not, she had to find out what was going on.

Jasper stopped walking towards the study and looked back at her. "Why?"

"I'm not sleepy." She raised her head as if to prove what she said was true.

Jasper thought for a moment and went to the bedroom to prevent her from thinking too much.

Bridget had just taken a bath when she came out and saw Jasper. She was stunned for a moment and

then smiled with a hint of ridicule. "What? Have you figured it out and stopped missing that woman?"

Jasper didn't want to talk to her. He lay on the sofa by the window, closed his eyes, and didn't look at

Bridget. He prepared to spend the night on the sofa.

Jasper's silence made Bridget even angrier. "Seriously? We've been married for almost a month. This

is the first time you've stayed in our room. Do you want to stay on the sofa? If you don't want to sleep

with me, go out. Don't pretend here!"

Jasper opened his eyes and stared at Bridget. "Don't make trouble. Keep your voice down!"

"Why should I?" Bridget spoke louder.

"I didn't do anything wrong. What am I afraid of?"

Jasper sat up from the sofa and narrowed his eyes. "Bridget, you want to fight?! You know what, the

thing I'm not afraid of is making trouble. It's best for your parents and brother to see we quarrel!"

Bridget clenched her hands tightly and walked over. She squatted down and reached out to hold

Jasper's hand. "I don't want to argue with you. Can we live a good life?"

Jasper shook off her hand.

"Impossible!" Jasper was extremely determined.

He was about to open the door and leave, not caring that if his mother would notice they two were

arguing.

Tears rolled in Bridget's eyes. "Don't forget, you're my husband!"

Bridget blocked his way out of the door.

Jasper roared. "Get out of my way!"

"No, you are my husband. You should fulfill your duty!" Bridget looked up at him.

Jasper smiled. "Bridget, you're a b*tch!"

"Oh? I think I'm much better than that b*tch Arya. You are still missing her who had slept with my

brother?! Is that good?"

Jasper was completely enraged and strangled her. "Do you want to die?"

Bridget looked up. "Well, it's good to be killed by you, but... you can't be with that woman for the rest of

your life, never!"

"Inane!" Jasper shook her off.

Bridget fell to the ground and jumped up and grabbed Jasper. "Jasper, you can't leave!"

Jasper shook her off.

"Jasper!" Bridget shouted at him.

"Don't call me. It's disgusting." Jasper opened the door and went out. Seeing that Jasper was about to

leave, Bridget held him tightly again, just to fight him to the end. Since it was useless to please him,

then she didn't. "Disgusting? I'm your wife. You can only watch your beloved woman sleep in my old

brother's bed. She is your sister-in-law."

Jasper became furious and he clenched his fists tightly. "You'd better let me go!"

"I won't!" Bridget shouted so loudly that Madam Clinton heard the voice and rushed over. "Jasper, what

are you doing?"

Jasper was enraged and ignored everyone. Madam Clinton could not even stop him. He pushed

Bridget away, and Bridget staggered took two steps back, and fell to the ground beside the bed.

Jasper didn't look at her. He opened the door and walked out. Madam Clinton grabbed him. "Where are

you going?"

Jasper was annoyed and suppressed his emotions. "Just give me a break."

Bridget lay on the ground, unable to get up. Her abdomen ached for a while, and soon large beads of

sweat appeared on her head. She spoke in a low voice, "Mom, my stomach hurts."

Madam Clinton looked over and saw that there was blood. She was shocked and ran into the room

fast. She probably knew what was going on. She turned around and scolded, "Jasper, take her to the

hospital."

Madam Clinton was a little flustered. "Jasper, what have you done?!"

Jasper stopped walking towards the door and looked back at Bridget. When he saw the blood on her

body, he was also shocked. 'I just threw her away. How could there be blood?'

"Why are you still standing there? Take her to the hospital!" Madam Clinton yelled at Jasper.

Jasper was just arguing with her, not wanting to kill her, so he had to go back and pick her up and take

her to the hospital.

In the hospital, Bridget was sent to the emergency room. The Clinton Family was there, and Madam

Clinton was worried, walking back and forth at the door of the emergency room.

Mr. Clinton sat in a row chair. Jasper stood quietly at the exit of the corridor and called the Jones

Family. Bridget had an accident, so he had to let the Jones Family know.

Not long after, Daisy and Henry arrived at the hospital.

"What's going on?" Daisy walked to the door of the emergency room and asked Jasper, who was

standing at the window.

Before Jasper could speak, the door of the emergency room opened. Daisy, ignoring Jasper, hurried to

the bed where Bridget was lying. Madam Clinton was also in a hurry and asked the doctor, "How's

she?"

"Don't worry! The child was saved. She had to stay in bed for a few days."

'She is pregnant.'

As Madam Clinton expected, Bridget was pregnant.

She grabbed the doctor's arm excitedly and thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you, thank you."

The doctor said in a polite manner and asked them to push Bridget into the ward.

Knowing that Bridget was fine, Henry did not go in and sat in a row chair outside with Mr. Clinton. It was

not appropriate for them to participate in such a thing.

But the two of them were happy to know that Bridget was pregnant.

They would have a grandson.

Bridget's pregnancy was a good thing...