Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 51

Xavier's face darkened. He then asked if she had a medical kit.

She shook her head and said no.

Xavier pulled her away, and Arya just went with him without asking anything.

She knew that Xavier began to be serious now.

Xavier took her back to the villa, took out a medical kit, and cleaned her wound.

There was a cut in her palm, and it looked horrible.

There was dried blood on her fingers and the back of her hands.

Xavier carefully cleaned her wound with alcohol.

"Ouch..."

Xavier put some alcohol on the cut and it stung for a moment.

Arya couldn't help letting out a soft cry.

Xavier frowned. "Let's go to the hospital."

He had never done this before, and he was being very careful, but she still felt hurt.

He felt pity for her and didn't dare to continue for fear she would be hurt again.

Arya shook her head hard and played tough. "It didn't hurt. It's just a little itchy. You can continue."

Xavier looked at her. "Can you bear the pain?"

"Yes."

She answered without hesitation.

Xavier had no choice but to continue cleaning her wound, but his movements were gentler.

Even if it hurt, Arya held back and said nothing.

"If you can't bear the pain, you can cry..."

Arya didn't cry, but asked, "If they succeed, will you still want me?"

Xavier looked up and met her eyes where there was stubbornness and fear.

His eyes were covered with a thick layer of mist, and she was widening them.

To prevent tears from falling.

"If it's true, I'll give you an explanation."

He would definitely look into this.

Arya was not afraid of his investigation, and she wanted him to.

If he investigated it, he would know how ruthless his future mother-in-law was.

Even if he found out it had nothing to do with Harriet.

He would hate the Harrison Family.

Arya put her arms around his neck and held him tightly, not saying a word.

She looked weak and humble, which made the man feel more pity for her.

Whether he had feelings for her or not, he must be on her side at this time.

Xavier hugged her, sat her on his lap, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

He stroked her back to comfort her.

At that time, Arya was really afraid, but she forced herself to calm down because she knew that no one

could save her except herself.

She had been so tense then, and now she relaxed a little and fell asleep in Xavier's arms.

Her body gradually softened in Xavier's arms. Xavier knew that she was asleep and carried her

upstairs.

He gently put her on the bed. Arya refused to let go of his hand and Xavier sat patiently by the bed,

waiting for her to fall into a deep sleep.

After about half an hour, she loosened her grip.

Xavier gently took her hand off and put it under the quilt.

He left the room after seeing she had no sign of waking up.

Then he went downstairs, called Jacob, and asked him to investigate what had happened to Arya.

Now he calmed down and realized that she had not dealt with the wound on her hand even though she

was home. It was because she wanted him to see it.

But he didn't mind her little trick.

He wanted to know if what she said was true or not.

If it was true, what should he do with Harriet?

However, at this moment, the door of the villa rang, and then Daisy came in.

"You father seldom comes back, but you just left like that."

Daisy questioned him.

Xavier was annoyed and threw his phone on the table with a bang.

Daisy was nervous. "What happened? Are you really with another woman now?"

She told Harriet that the person named Arya on Xavier's phone was a distant relative of hers.

Arya called because she wanted to ask Xavier for help.

She explained to Harriet for fear that she would overthink it.

They were getting married soon, and she didn't want them to have any conflicts.

Her son was finally willing to get married and she wouldn't let anyone or anything ruin it.

Xavier took out a cigarette and put it between his lips, lit it, and took a long pull.

He said yes faintly.

Daisy almost fainted from anger and slapped him on the back. Although she was enraged, she couldn't

bear to slap him too hard.

"What's wrong with you?"

She frowned. "So what Harriet said is true."

Xavier looked up at his mother and asked faintly, "She told you that I am with another woman?"

"Yes, the last time I came to the villa, she was the one who told me... Wait... Where was the servant

that day?" Daisy seemed to have known something and looked around.

She didn't see Arya.

Daisy frowned. "Is she the woman?"

At that time, Arya was dressed conservatively and didn't even put on makeup.

In her opinion, the woman who could be a mistress or wanted to steal another woman's man should be

a seductive tease.

That was why she didn't think Arya was the woman.

Now that she thought about it carefully, it was very suspicious.

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How could he hire such a young woman to be his servant?

Xavier didn't say a word, which meant he acquiesced in his mother's guess.

Daisy was not calm.

"Don't you like Harriet very much?"

'Like her?'

He could only say that he didn't hate her.

But he didn't like or love her.

"Mom, leave me alone."

Xavier stood in front of the window, emotions flickering in his eyes, but no one knew what he was

thinking.

Daisy knew Xavier's temper, but she felt it necessary to let him know she had taken her sides. "Harriet

is a good girl. She didn't do anything wrong to you, and she is very good to us. Let me tell you. If you

do something wrong to her, I will never forgive you."

After that, Daisy left angrily.

Xavier stood there for a long time.

He took Daisy's words to heart.

If Harriet wasn't involved in this, he wouldn't make things difficult for her or cancel the wedding.

He would reconsider marrying her if he knew she had a tiny part of this.

He took a shower downstairs before he went up, afraid that he would wake Arya up.

But when Xavier opened the door, Arya was woken up.

Xavier lay down beside her, pulled her into his arms, and her head was pillowed on his arm.

"Did I wake you up?"

"I didn't sleep sound."

Arya pressed herself against his body and buried her face in his arms.

Xavier closed his eyes to cover all his thoughts in them and patted her on the back. "Good girl, go to

sleep."

Arya grunted and soon there was no sound.

Their eyes were closed as if they were asleep, but in fact, they were just pretending to sleep to hide

their thoughts.

Then it was too late and they both fell asleep.

She was woken up by a phone ring in the morning.

It was Jacob.

They didn't do any illegal business.

But they knew those gangsters better than anyone.

As long as they wanted to investigate them, no one could get away.

Xavier got up first. "Get more sleep."

"No, I'll get up." She guessed something.

She just wasn't sure.

Her hand was injured and it was inconvenient for her to get dressed.

Xavier found her a coat and put it on. He took her shoulder and they went downstairs.

He asked her to sit in the living room and went to open the door.

Jacob came with breakfast in his hand. He came early, thinking that they must not have eaten yet, so

he brought breakfast.

Xavier let him in.

Jacob walked to the dining room. Arya got up and followed him. She took the breakfast in his hand and

said, "I'll handle it."

Seeing that her hand was injured, Jacob didn't refuse. "Let me do it."

"You must have something to tell Mr. Jones. This is just a minor injury. I am fine." Arya took the

breakfast in his hand and put them on the table.

Jacob took a deep look at her and sighed slightly.

He had known that Harriet had a bad temper and was not as gentle as she usually looked.

But he didn't expect her mother to be worse than her.

She even hired people to rape a girl.

"Jacob, come here."

Xavier called Jacob and asked him to follow him into the study.