Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 433

The waiter, who had not gone far, turned around and was speechless.

This couple, one of them had kidney deficiency and the other had a backache...

The people surrounding them were all looking at them in a strange way. Bridget had not yet realized

what happened. After thinking for a while, her expression changed and her face flushed red with

embarrassment.

She glared at Jacob.

Jacob had nothing to say.

He didn't mean that.

How would the other people see them?

They would think that they pushed off everything to have nonstop sex with each other.

Bridget stormed out of the restaurant. She was so angry that she forgot about her backache.

After getting into the car, Bridget buckled her seat belt and looked straight ahead, ignoring Jacob at all.

Jacob quietly started the car and drove away.

Bridget was still angry and embarrassed. She turned to look at Jacob. "Why can't you think before you

say anything stupid?"

Jacob chuckled. "Did I say it wrong? Isn't your back aching? As for why your back is aching... I can't

really control what others think."

Bridget found that the more she talked to him, the angrier she became.

She was so angry that she could hardly breathe.

Jacob glanced at her. "You did nothing wrong. You need not be afraid of what other people think about

us. We didn't do anything shameful. Why are you so angry about it..." At this point, he paused and his

voice became flirtatious. "Besides, we are a married couple. Even if we did do what they think we did, it

would be perfectly normal."

Bridget was so close to swearing.

Jacob licked his dry lips. "Bridget."

"What?" Bridget was still angry and her tone was very bad.

He coughed softly and whispered, "I feel quite hot."

"Hot? Well, if you can roll the window down, it won't be hot."

"It's internal heat. Maybe I had too many dishes of kidneys." Jacob said calmly.

Bridget was speechless.

Bridget glanced at him. What did it have to do with her?

She leaned back and closed her eyes. "I'll take a nap. Wake me up when we get home."

Jacob didn't know what to say.

Really? She didn't get what he meant? She was definitely pretending!

"Bridget," Jacob called her gently. "You said that we are husband and wife now and we would be

together for a lifetime, right? Sooner or later, we would have normal couple life, right? You know what I

mean by normal couple life."

Bridget didn't bother to open her eyes. "I thought you said we were perfectly normal?"

Jacob was speechless now.

How was this normal?

He thought that normal couples should at least sleep together.

"Bridget." Jacob's voice became more gentle. "I'm a man with sexual need, you know that, right?"

"Yes, I know that." Bridget narrowed her eyes.

Jacob could only keep his mouth shut.

He had already put it so clearly. She must have understood.

Bridget's breathing became steady as if she had really fallen asleep.

Jacob stopped trying to say anything.

There was a pharmacy where the car passed by. Jacob parked the car on the side of the road.

Bridget didn't move at all, as if she had really fallen asleep. Jacob didn't disturb her, pushed open the

door, got out of the car, and walked towards the pharmacy.

"Mmm..." A charming moan could be heard through the window, accompanied by a creaking sound.

Bridget frowned and said impatiently, "Jacob, what are you doing?"

Not only did the creaking sound not stop, but it became more and more aloud, accompanied by some

woman's loud moaning.

This sound?

Bridget suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Jacob.

But there was no one in the driver's seat.

Bridget frowned. Where did that sound come from?

Just when she was confused.

"Ah--"

The blushing voice came to Bridget's ears again. This time, she saw where the sound came from.

There was a black private car parked in front of their car. The car was swaying, and occasionally there

were women's moaning coming out from the car window.

Damn!

Bridget's face was twisted. Where was Jacob?

Suddenly, her expression changed. Could it be Jacob in that car?

Seeing that she was asleep, he left her in the car and…

Thinking this, Bridget only felt blood rushing into her head. What the hell? Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

He was married!

Bridget got out of the car angrily. She didn't think if it was actually Jacob in the car. She was so angry

that she kicked the car door. She might have kicked too hard that she sprained her already aching

back. She twisted her face in pain and shouted at the car, "Jacob, get out!"

Jacob came back with the medicine in his hand and saw Bridget angrily standing in front of someone

else's car. He was puzzled. "Bridget, what are you doing?"

Bridget looked at Jacob standing on the side of the road, confused. Wasn't he in the car?

Why was he standing there?

"Where did you go?" Bridget felt a little uneasy.

"Didn't your back hurt? I went to buy you medicine. What's wrong?" Jacob walked over.

At this moment, the door of the black car opened and a half-naked man with a large tattoo got out of

the car. Bridget instinctively took a step back.

"You kicked my door just now, didn't you?" The man's expression was obviously dissatisfied. No one

would be happy to be disturbed.

Jacob shielded Bridget behind him. "You can talk to me. Is there a problem?"

"Talk to you?" The man's expression was ferocious. "She kicked the door of my car just now, and I went

soft before I could finish because of that. How are you going to pay for that?"

Jacob was speechless.

Seeing that the car windows were still fogged with vapor, Jacob had already guessed what was going

on.

He looked back at Bridget, and she lowered her head.

"I'm really sorry. Why don't you continue?" Jacob smiled at him and said in an apologizing manner.

After all, it was Bridget's fault.

"Continue?" The fat on the man's face shook with anger. "I'm not in the mood anymore. How can I

continue?"

"Then tell me what you want." Jacob looked quite sincere.

In his heart, he was speechless and was quite annoyed.

The man saw that Jacob was sincere and did not pester him. After all, he was also embarrassed about

what happened and did not want to make a fuss about it. He pointed to the door and said, "She kicked

my car."

Jacob was about to speak when the door opened again, the woman stretched her thin and fair-skinned

legs and got out of the car, wearing a miniskirt. Her chestnut hair was in waves, and her lips were red.

"Who was that just now? She is blind or what."

"I'm sorry," Jacob apologized and brought the topic back to compensation. "Your car is a honda

accord..." Jacob glanced at the driver's seat. "The flagship version."

As he spoke, he looked at the damage on the door again. He blinked his eyes and thought how hard

did Bridget kick to make a dent in the door. Jacob looked at the man. "Well, I'll pay you two thousand

dollars. Is it enough?"

Before the man could speak, the woman was not happy. She looked up and down at Jacob.

She couldn't help but feel attracted to him. She took two steps forward. Pinching the collar of his coat,

she whined, "You think you can get rid of us with two thousand dollars?"