Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 371

Arya and Xavier went to M City the next day. Ryan and Ramona stayed at the old house and were

taken care of by Daisy.

When they arrived, Jacob had already arranged everything.

Porter Family, a military family, did not have endless wealth, but had high social status and reputation.

Porter Family was located in the second ring road of M City and it was an old-fashioned house. There

were few people at home. In addition to Cullen's Deputy, there was also a housekeeper and a servant

at home. They were all in their fifties and should be the old people of the Porter Family.

The Deputy led the way. Although Cullen's funeral was held in a funeral parlor in M City, the Old

Residence was also hung with white cloth, which was floating and looked lonely.

Xavier and Arya were both dressed in black, with willow on their left arm.

The hall was spacious and had a Chinese decoration style. The furniture was mainly made of

mahogany, simple and comfortable. The butler and servant stood on the right. The Deputy introduced

them to Arya, "This is Mr. Forman. He has been in the Porter Family for 20 years. This is Mr. Forman's

wife, who came here after Mr. Forman and has been in the Porter Family for 19 years."

"Miss, if you need anything, just tell us. We will take care of you as we took care of the Old Chief." Mr.

Forman was in his fifties. He had a lot of white hair, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were

deep. He was dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, looking very kind.

Arya nodded slightly in response. She looked a little tired and her eyelids were blue. She had not slept

much these days.

"I have prepared a room for you. I'll take you to rest." Mrs. Forman was also in her fifties, but she

looked a little younger than Mr. Forman. Her voice was very soft and gentle.

"Thank you," Arya said sincerely.

For so many years, it was them who took care of Cullen.

"Miss, you're welcome. This is what we should do."

Mrs. Forman walked in front of her. There was a side door in the hall that led to the side room. Through

the wooden corridor, there were several rooms in a row. Mrs. Forman was afraid that Arya was

unfamiliar, so she introduced them as they walked, "The first one is Old Chief's bedroom because it is

close to the hall and it is convenient for him to go in and out. The second one is the study. There is a

door open to Old Chief's bedroom. The third one... No one lives there so it is vacant."

Even if Mrs. Forman didn't say it, Arya guessed something.

After that, there was a small garden. Through the garden, there was a courtyard. Mrs. Forman said,

"This place is newly built."

Cullen brought Harriet back. She said she didn't like the old style of the decoration here, so Cullen

ordered people to rebuild it, but Harriet's fake identity was exposed before she could live here.

The room was indeed the modern decoration style. The pink bedroom was decorated in a girlish style.

There were a European-style dressing table and a wardrobe which was full of all kinds of skirts. Arya

reached out and stroked them. Through these, she could see Cullen's attentiveness and carefulness.

It must have taken a lot of effort to build this place.

"You go out first," Arya said, suppressing her emotions.

"Well, call me if you need anything." Mrs. Forman left the room and closed the door.

"I should have come back earlier." She should have gone back to the Porter Family with Cullen earlier.

But only when she lost him did she know how to cherish.

Xavier came up from behind and hugged her.

Arya tilted her head and pressed her face against his, "Xavier, in the future, we should all be good and

be filial to our parents. We should take good care of Ryan and Ramona..." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

She didn't want any more regrets.

"Yes, but we have to hold the wedding ceremony first. Register for marriage again and take you to

where you want to go. Just two of us, okay?" Xavier put his chin on her shoulder, "We have to do the

things that we haven't done before Ryan was born."

Make up for the time when they were not together. Time passed too quickly. They shouldn't leave

regrets.

Some people left without any warning. "The affairs of the world are inconstant so people should cherish

the present."

Arya said, "Okay..."

The next day at the funeral, there was a drizzle and a breeze. The road leading to the cemetery was

desolate, and now it looked even more desolate.

Arya was walking foremost. She was holding a black-and-white photo of Cullen with both hands. The

black flower on the photo reflected the old but serious face.

He had been a soldier all his life. When he didn't smile, he looked serious.

The group of people went along the road, which was more than 200 meters long. They all wore black

suits, and it was drizzling.

On Arya's right was Xavier, who was the most conspicuous one in the group. He looked solemn,

holding a black umbrella in his hand to shelter Arya from the rain.

The path was paved with blue stone bricks, and there was only one entrance into the cemetery.

Although there were a lot of people, it was orderly.

This was the cemetery. According to Cullen's level, his tomb was arranged at the top right, surrounded

by pine trees, which were quiet and bleak.

Many of the people who came to mourn were Cullen's students, and some of them had already passed

away so it was their sons who came. Arya stood aside on behalf of the Porter Family and received

them one by one.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when people left there.

Mr. Jones patted Xavier on the shoulder and said, "Take care of her."

At this time, those who lost their loved ones must feel very empty and sad.

Xavier told them to go back first and he would stay here alone with Arya.

She did not burst into tears, but her face was wet and her eyelashes were glistening with water drops.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the breeze turned into a gale. The branches around

them shook and clattered wildly.

Arya knelt in front of the grave, her clothes drenched.

Xavier hugged her and knew that she was in pain, "I know you're sad, but life won't stop because you

lost someone. After crying, you have to be strong. Don't let him worry about you."

Arya leaned into Xavier's arms. She understood, but she couldn't help it.

It was getting dark, and the rain was still pouring. Xavier hugged her and they left in the rain.

Arya had a fever and was in a coma.

She didn't wake up until the third day.

Her face was a little pale and her lips were dry. She looked at Xavier and said, "I miss Ryan and

Ramona..."

"Let's go home." Staying here would only stir up her feelings.

Xavier asked Jacob to make arrangements that day. Mr. Jones had already left a day earlier.

There were only the three of them on the helicopter except one pilot, and Cullen's Deputy stayed at the

Porter Family for the time being.

Arya was still not in good spirits, leaning against Xavier.

Xavier patted her on the back, "Sleep if you're tired."

It would take five hours for the helicopter to arrive from M City to W City.

Arya slowly closed her eyes. She didn't know when she fell asleep.

In a daze, she heard a loud noise...

She suddenly opened her eyes...