Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 215

Knowing that it was Jasper, Arya didn't look at him and left the ward.

Maybe they should have a good talk. In fact, Arya wanted Jasper to accept Bridget.

In the ward, Bridget looked at Jasper, and Jasper stood at the bedside, looking at her as well. "Bridget,

let's forget who's right and who's wrong. We're not suitable for each other. Being together will only hurt

each other. Let's divorce."

Bridget wanted to say something, only to find that she was speechless at the moment.

'He didn't show up for a few days, so when he came, he wanted a divorce with me?'

Bridget suddenly smiled and seemed a little crazy. "You want to divorce me? Impossible! Unless I die!"

Jasper fell silent. He also knew that she was prone to emotional fluctuations and did not dare to

provoke her right now.

It had not occurred to him that this was where things went. If he had known that she would be so

stimulated, he would definitely not have married her.

She still didn't give up and said reluctantly, "Jasper, don't you like me at all? Why?"

He did not hesitate. Naturally, he blurted out, "I never liked you."

"Never? Never?!"

She seemed to have gone crazy and pushed everything on the table beside the bed to the ground.

"You lie. I don't believe that!"

There was a noise in the ward. Arya heard and quickly pushed the door in. She was afraid that This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

something would happen to Bridget.

Seeing Arya come in, Bridget became even more agitated and angry. She quickly got out of bed.

Arya saw that she was in a bad situation and wanted to catch her, but she swatted Arya's hands away.

"Jasper, catch her."

If he didn't catch her, she might do something extreme.

Jasper quickly reached out to grab her. He only touched the corner of her clothes. She rushed to the

window and looked at Jasper. "Don't come over. If you come over, I'll jump down."

She stepped out of the window with one foot.

Arya was frightened and her voice was trembling. "Bridget, calm down..."

"It's all because of you. You ruined my happiness. I hate you. I hate you!"

Daisy heard the noise and rushed over.

As soon as Daisy entered the door, Bridget looked at her and cried, "Mom, I don't want to divorce!"

"Okay. Okay." Daisy was afraid that she would really jump down. Daisy comforted her in a hurry, afraid

that if she said it too late, Bridget would jump down.

Bridget didn't believe and looked at Jasper. "Are you still divorcing me?!"

Jasper really felt that she was crazy and unreasonable.

He didn't answer this question but said. "Bridget, calm down."

"You still want to divorce me?" Bridget widened her eyes and pointed at Arya. "Is it because of her?"

"No, it has nothing to do with her!"

"You still defend her, Jasper. You're relentless!"

After Xavier finished the work, he came to the hospital.

Although Daisy started accepting Arya, Bridget's mood was unstable. He was worried that Arya would

be wronged.

When the car stopped, he got out of the car and saw there were a lot of people downstairs, saying that

someone was going to jump off the building.

Xavier looked up and saw Bridget standing at the window in a particularly dangerous position.

His expression immediately changed. He immediately took out his cell phone to make a phone call and

said as he walked, "Yes, First People's Hospital, the inpatient department."

After that, he hung up the phone and rushed over.

When he entered, he heard Jasper's low roar.

"It has nothing to do with her. I want to divorce you. It's not about someone else!"

In fact, Jasper didn't want to cause trouble for Arya. He could tell that Arya's life in the Jones Family

was not easy.

But his defense for her brought her trouble.

Bridget felt that Jasper was protecting Arya. She looked at Arya with hatred, as if the next second, she

would pounce on Arya and strangle her.

She pointed at Arya angrily and shouted, "You, must leave the Jones Family. I don't want to see you

again!"

Arya stood still. She had promised that if Xavier didn't let go first, she wouldn't leave first.

"Do you hear me?"

Bridget couldn't get an answer from Arya, so she stepped out of the window and threatened her.

"Bridget!" Xavier snorted. "Get down!"

Bridget cried, "I won't. You're so obsessed with that woman. She bullied your sister, and you still stand

on her side..."

Xavier was furious. "Come down first!"

She shook her head hard and refused. She pointed at Arya, "I'll give you another chance. If you don't

leave, I'll jump down..."

Arya was about to say something.

Bridget really wanted to let go of her hand, "Okay, you force me to die, and I'll die right now..."

Daisy was frightened and covered her lips with both hands, "Ah..."

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving..."

Arya kept retreating.

"I'm leaving! I'm leaving now. Don't jump..."

She could not see Bridget clearly, and her eyes were full of tears.

Her mother had jumped down like this. She couldn't just stand there and watch someone jump down

from the window again, and that person was Xavier's sister.

She couldn't hold on. She couldn't stand the blow.

"I want you to leave now. I feel sick when I see you. It's all because of you. It's all because of you! I

want you to leave the Jones Family. I don't want to see you again!"

Bridget attributed all her misfortunes to Arya. Because of her, Jasper didn't love her.

'It was all Arya's fault!'

'She should leave!'

At this moment, Arya was helpless.

She retreated slowly, "I'll go. I promise. I'll leave..."

Her trembling hand was suddenly held and tightly wrapped by someone.

"Go back home and wait for me..."

"Arya, I want you to get out!"

Arya looked at Xavier for two seconds and withdraw her hand away from him, "Xavier, let's... get a

divorce!"

After that, she turned around and ran out.

She couldn't go through such a thing again. Her mother had died this way. She couldn't watch this

happen in front of her anymore.

All this time, she had never had the courage to visit her mother's grave. She always felt that she had

rushed back too late to stop her mother.

She often thought that if she came home early that day and stopped her mother, her mother would

have not died.

Arya stood at the door and turned to look at the hospital building behind her. She didn't want to leave

Xavier, but now she had to.

If something bad happened to Bridget because of her, then she and Xavier...

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the moment she was sent into prison, helpless, afraid,

and panicked.

A taxi stopped in front of her, and the driver inside looked out at Arya, "Do you want to go somewhere?"

Arya opened the door and sat in. "To Eastlawn Cemetery."

At this moment, she wanted to see her mother, very much.

Not long after, she arrived at Eastlawn Cemetery. She paid and got out of the car. She left in a hurry

and didn't notice anyone in front of her. She bumped into someone.

She raised her head and saw an old man.

He looked about sixty or seventy years old, with two soldiers in military uniforms standing behind him.

"Young lady, are you okay?"

The old man's voice was thick, clearly concerned, but it was dignified. Despite his age, his figure was

still tall and straight.

He had the aura of the superior.

Arya stepped back and said quickly, "It's okay. I'm fine."

"Let's go, Chief. It's going to rain." A guard behind him came up and seemed to inadvertently distance

Arya from the old man.

He was protecting the old man.

The old man slightly bowed his head and left.

Arya lowered her head and waited for them to pass by. She then walked towards her mother's grave.

Walking up the steps, she saw the white chrysanthemum in front of her mother's grave.

She had no relatives, and no one would mourn for their mother's death.

'Who came come and visited my mother's grave?'

'Who put these flowers?'