Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 303

Arya looked at him blankly, not understanding why he was angry...

Xavier wanted to calm down, but he couldn't. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up. He kissed her

lips, pressing and sucking hard. The only thing she could feel was his hot breath. Arya did not resist,

but also did not respond.

She just lowered her head and looked at the familiar face.

She was both infatuated and confused.

Since he didn't get a response from her, Xavier slowly left her lips and looked at her confused eyes.

"You..."

As soon as Xavier opened his mouth, Arya hugged him and kissed him back on the lips to stop him

from continuing.

This time, Xavier paused and didn't know how to respond. He really didn't understand what she meant

by this. Did she get over or... Did it mean something else? Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Is this what you want? What else do you want? I'll give it to you." She looked up.

Xavier frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"You don't know what I'm saying?" Arya gave a mocking smile, "You're with me just because..."

"Because of what?" The veins on his forehead bulged, and he gritted his teeth while speaking. Every

word was spoken with great force. He scowled at her as if he would lose his temper at any moment.

"Where did we meet for the first time?" Arya was heartbroken but she still deliberately tore apart the

topic that she never wanted to talk about.

But ignoring it couldn't help, because it still existed.

"The first time we met was in bed. The second time was still... Are you going to tell me that you really

love me?" She felt heartbroken while she was speaking.

Xavier was so angry but he calmed down. "Haha!" He sneered and said, "So, you don't want me to visit

your mother because you don't treat me as your boyfriend, do you?"

Arya remained silent as if she had acquiesced.

"Are you fucking blind?"

The veins on Xavier's fists bulged and his face darkened. If the person in front of him wasn't Arya, he

would be sure to hit her.

Absolutely!

He has loved her for so long, but what did he get in return?

It was funny.

Xavier closed his eyes and looked at her as if she was a stranger. His eyes lingered on her face for a

moment, but he couldn't be hardhearted to blame her. He just said calmly, "Whatever you want, it's up

to you."

After that, he turned around, picked up his coat on the sofa, and went out.

Arya slumped onto the bed. She knew that saying so would definitely hurt his heart.

Now she couldn't live happily with Xavier, Jasper's death was like a barrier between her and Xavier.

She needed some time to settle down, but Xavier didn't even want to give her that time.

Unprecedentedly, Xavier hadn't been back home for three days.

Nanny Joy felt very strange. Xavier had never been like this since Arya's accident. It was really

abnormal not to come back for three days.

While Arya was still awake, she said tentatively, "Did you quarrel?"

Arya said no.

Nanny Joy frowned. It didn't look like nothing happened.

But Arya said it was nothing, so it was not suitable to ask anymore.

"I'll go out later. Please come with me." Arya said faintly and went to the bedroom to take off pajamas.

Nanny Joy was really worried. Seeing that the door was closed, she hid in the kitchen and called

Jacob. "Is sir busy?"

Nanny Joy rarely contacted him to avoid suspicion, so Jacob was surprised.

Thinking of how Xavier had been these two days, he wanted to ask Nanny Joy if he had quarreled with

Arya.

Otherwise, how could he be so grumpy these days?

He scolded the secretary just because she made coffee with sugar. He would never care so much in

the past for such a trifle.

But in the recent two days, he had changed.

He had been given to capricious moods.

Nanny Joy didn't get the answer from Jacob but was asked by him. "You took care of Madam closely.

Didn't you notice whether they quarrel or not?"

Nanny Joy thought for a moment. That day when Xavier came back, he didn't seem to quarrel with

Arya. Then Xavier left and didn't come back from then on.

Nanny Joy still didn't know what happened after she called Jacob.

At this moment, Xavier came back.

There was a green stubble on his chin and some wrinkles in his suit. Nanny Joy rarely saw him like this

and came over in a hurry.

"How is she going these two days?" After all, he couldn't be hardhearted and still wanted to know what

about her these two days.

Nanny Joy said, "Everything is good except for not being talkative."

She was willing to eat. Although not much, she would eat.

She must have become much more silent than before.

Xavier had been staying in the company over the past two days.

Arya changed her clothes and came out. Seeing Xavier standing in the living room, her eyes flashing

slightly.

She was worried about him these days.

Arya rarely saw him like this and wanted to speak, but Xavier spoke before her. "I came back to get my

clothes."

As he spoke, he brushed past Arya and entered the room.

Both his expression and his tone were extremely cold.

Arya was stunned. She looked at Nanny Joy and said, "Let's go."

Nanny Joy frowned. "Sir..."

Nanny Joy wanted to persuade and reconcile. But she found that Arya didn't listen at all and just left.

She had no choice but to follow.

They took the elevator down to the ninth floor.

Arya got out and walked towards Room 902.

She figured out an idea. The Porter Family was in M City, so she could go there and take Ryan with

her.

Maybe someone would think that she was too pretentious to leave Xavier.

But only those who experienced all these could know how she felt.

Jasper died because of her anyway.

She just couldn't be with Xavier as if nothing had happened.

At least not now. She needed some time.

If Xavier was still waiting for her after the child was born, she would get over it and come back to be

with him.

Walking to Room 902, Arya rang the doorbell but no one opened the door. Cullen seemed not to be

there.

Arya frowned.

Without Cullen's contact information, Arya had no choice but to turn around and leave. As soon as she

turned around, she saw Madam Clinton carrying a bucket of paint in her hand and throwing it at her.

Nanny Joy was shocked and didn't know how to react. It was blood red and had a pungent smell. A

crescent moon curved in the air, running like a storm of clouds in the sky, layers upon layers, spilling

over Arya's body. Seeing that the red paint was about to spill over Arya's body, a black shadow flashed,

grabbed Arya's waist, spun 180 degrees, and held her tightly in his arms...