Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 35

Her body was shaking, and tears were streaming down her face.

"Wake up." Xavier patted her on the face.

But she couldn't wake up. It seemed that she was trapped in some kind of great sadness.

Xavier could only hold her hand, and his expression became complicated. 'What was the dream that

made her so heartbroken?'

It took Arya a long time to wake up from her nightmare.

Sweat mixed with tears made her hair stick to her face.

When she opened her eyes and saw Xavier looking at her, she quickly wiped her face and pursed her

lips. "Good morning."

Xavier stared at her for a long time before saying, "Give me a glass of water."

"Okay." Arya stood up and went to get some water for him.

This place seemed to be a permanent residence, with all the necessities of life.

Arya added some honey to the water and brought it to him.

When she came in with the glass, Xavier was leaning against the bed, rubbing his eyebrows to ease

the aftermath of the hangover.

Arya handed him the water. "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

Xavier did not answer, but took the glass and drank it up.

Arya saw that he didn't want to talk, so she quietly walked out of the room. When she reached the door,

Xavier's voice sounded behind. "I'll get someone to send it up."

As he spoke, he got up, took his clothes from the closet, and went to the bathroom.

Arya left the room. Every time she stayed with Xavier, she felt very uncomfortable.

As she was distracted, the phone in her pocket rang. It was Juliet who called to tell her that Jasper was

out, but the crime was not cleared. He would definitely lose his job.

"How could it be?" Arya frowned.

"He wants to see you." Juliet said.

Arya lowered her head and clenched her phone tightly."No..."

"Why?"

"I gotta go." Arya quickly hung up the phone and didn't want to hear anything from Juliet.

Because she had no reasonable answer.

"Can you bear it?" A low voice sounded. Arya turned around and saw Xavier standing there in a white

bathrobe. It was still dripping from his forehead behind the short black hair. Water slid down his face,

making it more charming and handsome.

"I..."

Arya couldn't explain.

Xavier approached her step by step. "Why?"

Suddenly, Arya asked sternly, "You said you would let him go as long as I didn't see him. Why did you

go back on your words?"

Xavier did not answer, but he didn't stop approaching her. Arya had to step back and keep their

distance.

His appearance was too frightening.

Behind her was a wall, and Arya couldn't retreat anymore. She tried to change her direction from the

side, but Xavier blocked her with his hand and his big palm propped against the wall.

The distance between the two was extremely short.

His fingers gently caressed her face. "Didn't I let him go? Why are you still questioning me like that?"

"... But his crime..."

He stroked her cheek with more strength and said, "This is the result of your disobedience. You touch

my bottom line. If it happens once again..."

"It will not happen again." She would never let him have the chance to hurt the people around her

again.

Xavier was stunned. 'Did she learn a lesson from it?'

"Can you clear the crime for him? Or his future will be ruined..."

Before she could finish saying it, Xavier pinched her chin.

"Haven't you known your identity yet?" There was an angry spark burning in his eyes, and it was going

to explode.

She didn't dare to say another word.

Her forbearance was like a detonating cord, suddenly exposed Xavier's concern that he deliberately hid

in his heart.

He held her arms high and pressed them on the wall, biting Arya's lips.

"Has he touched your lips before?"

Arya's eyes were misty and she shook her head.

"No. Our relationship is not what you think." Arya shook her head desperately to deny it.

She knew she had no dignity in front of Xavier, but she felt desperate by his humiliation.

"Then tell me, why the hell aren't you a virgin?"

Some of the sealed memories were ripped exposed fiercely.

Her body was trembling.

This was the secret in her heart. It was her wound and her pain.

Her silence was a tacit answer in Xavier's eyes.

Some voice seemed to come from Xavier's chest, faint and mocking.

"You have nothing to say..."

"You asked a woman who exchanges the profits by her body to be a virgin?"

Arya hid the sadness and the hurt deeply. Then she raised her chin and looked up at Xavier's gloomy

face.

The darkness in his eyes seemed to devour Arya.

But it only lasted for a moment.

Suddenly, he stepped back and kept a step away from Arya.

"Take off your clothes."

Arya leaned against the wall, trembling.

"Why are you pretending to be a pure virgin now?" Xavier sneered. "My patience is limited. Oh, by the

way, don't forget who you are and what you should do."

He smiled and said, "You're a mistress. I could have you whenever I want, even if you're on the street,

you need to serve me. Understand?"

Arya lowered her head and closed her eyes. Her tears kept streaming down her cheeks.

Xavier sneered. "Enough. I'm tired of playing this with you. It is the end. Our relationship. Half of the

shares are your compensation. We two..."

Before Xavier could finish saying anything, Arya suddenly stepped forward and hugged him. Half of the

shares were of little use to her because she could only be a shareholder in the company and could not

compete with anyone in the Harrison Family.

She threw away all her dignity. "I am wrong and I'm sorry for breaking the rules. I shouldn't have made

you angry... Please don't be angry... Please..."

"I was wrong. I'm sorry..."

Arya kissed him in an insane manner.

She cried. "Don't leave me..." Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

At this moment, she was like an abandoned child, crying helplessly.

Xavier raised her chin. "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Yes, I know..."

Arya ignored his disgust and hugged him.

Xavier stood still. His expression was a little colder. He looked at Arya deeply and closed his eyes.