Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 325

"Why?" Orlando frowned and looked at Jacob's smug expression.

Jacob smiled lewdly as he walked past and put his arm on Orlando's shoulder. Orlando shivered. He

looked at him with disgust. "Are you insane?"

Jacob looked serious. "Certainly not. I'm serious..."

Putting his arm around Orlando's shoulder, Jacob intended to discuss with him about letting Janet work

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However, when they went out, they saw Janet talking to the secretary. It seemed like the secretary

didn't let her in.

"I just need you to inform..."

"What's going on?" Jacob looked at the secretary and asked.

The secretary glanced at Janet. "She wants to see the boss, but I can't let her in without an

appointment."

The secretary didn't think there was anything wrong with her. This was what she should do.

"I..."

As soon as Janet said, Jacob interrupted her. "Didn't I tell you to wait? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jacob knew that Xavier minded her, so he didn't like her to come on her own.

Janet pressed her lips together. "I'm just afraid I will make things difficult..."

At this moment, the door was opened, and Xavier walked out, seemingly ignoring everyone. He threw

the signed document to Orlando and walked towards the elevator. He checked the time and considered

when he could arrive at the hospital...

"Mr. Jones..."

Janet shouted. Xavier, who was about to reach the elevator, turned around and looked coldly.

"Mrs. Jones just told me that if I need any help, I can go to her..."

Janet asked with a smile, "Is that okay?"

Xavier turned around. It was indeed what Arya would do. Jasper was selfish at the time, but his

kindness to Arya was not fake. It was true that he died for Arya.

It was reasonable for him to take care of Jasper's wife and children as much as he could.

Jacob's eyes lit up. "Does that mean she can stay in the company?"

"She didn't need to go to the K&T Inc?"

Besides, K&T Inc was controlled by Orlando.

"So can I arrange a job for her in the company?" Jacob tried to ask.

He probably already had an answer. Arya had already told Janet that. Could Xavier refuse?

Xavier ignored it and went into the elevator.

But Jacob knew that this was acquiescence.

After leaving the company, Xavier drove to the hospital.

When he arrived, Cullen's deputy was waiting at the door. When he saw Xavier's car coming in, he

immediately came up. Xavier parked it and got off.

"... The Old Chief is in the ward."

The Deputy led the way. He wanted to say something but stopped.

"What's wrong? What did the doctor say?" Xavier asked.

The Deputy was anxious. "The tumor. The doctor said if he got surgery, he could live longer..."

Xavier paused slightly. The tumor was not serious if it was benign, but judging from the Deputy's

expression, the situation was not optimistic.

Through the hall corridor, Xavier followed the Deputy to the ward. The Deputy said, "He's awake now."

Xavier nodded slightly. The Deputy opened the door. Xavier stepped in and the door closed.

Cullen was lying in a spacious private ward, filled with the smell of disinfectant. When he saw Xavier

coming, he moved and wanted to sit up. Xavier walked over quickly, picked him up, and put a cushion

behind him.

"Did you hear something?"

Cullen knew it. After all, he know the Deputy who had spent half his life with him very well.

The Deputy was not allowed to tell Arya. So he must have contacted Xavier secretly.

"No..." Cullen gasped for breath and spoke weakly. "As you get older, it's inevitable that your body

functions will decline."

"If you choose surgery... Arya has me..."

"No way," Cullen said firmly.

Having been a soldier all his life, he would never allow a knife to be moved on him. Moreover, in his

lifetime he had already recognized his granddaughter, and his only wish was to be able to hear Arya

call him grandfather and see that she could live a peaceful and happy life.

Cullen was very determined, and Xavier could not persuade him.

"I know my situation very well." Although Cullen was not in good health, his head was clear.

He didn't want the surgery, because Arya was about to deliver. If he couldn't get off the operating table,

he couldn't even see Arya's child born.

He was looking forward to whether it would be a boy or a girl.

People were easily sad when they got older. No matter how powerful they were in their youth, their

personalities would change when they got old.

Cullen grabbed Xavier's hand, clenched it tightly, and trembled. "Richard must have known from the

beginning about Arya, that her life in the Harrisons would not be good... I can not take care of her

anymore... Promise me to look after her for me."

What man could accept that his wife was carrying another man's seed in her belly?

Besides, it was someone like Richard who married Danielle for money and status.

"Don't worry."

It was a brief answer, not a promise, but more important and heavier than a promise.

Cullen was satisfied and expressed his trust several times in a row.

Later, Cullen was mentally unwell, and Xavier helped him lie down.

About half an hour later, Cullen fell asleep. Xavier got up and walked out. The Deputy looked into the

room. "Is he asleep?"

Xavier didn't answer his question, but said, "Call the attending doctor."

The Deputy went right away.

Standing in the hallway, Xavier took out his cigarette. Seeing the warning sign on the wall, he put it

back in. He pulled on his loose collar and felt a little sad.

At this moment, the attending doctor followed the Deputy.

Xavier narrowed his eyes. "What is the success rate of the surgery?"

"Thirty percent." Because it was malignant, he would definitely die if he didn't accept the surgery.

However, there was a 30% chance that the surgery would succeed and he could live for a few more

years.

Xavier's expression became more serious. "Is there no other way?"

It was only a matter of time if the tumor became malignant. Xavier knew all this, but he wanted to get

some hope from the doctor.

"No." There was nothing else the doctor could do.

Xavier held the doctor's shoulder. "Then please try your best to cure him."

"We will."

Walking out of the hospital, Xavier didn't go back immediately. Instead, he leaned against the car and

smoked.

Arya didn't call Cullen grandfather. She just didn't know how to say it, but she would definitely care. If

she knew Cullen's situation now...