Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 393

If Bridget was really heartless, she wouldn't have been so worried and stayed out alone till midnight.

He could tell that she was upset about Edward's marriage.

"If she really had a little affection for me, she wouldn't refuse me. As long as she agreed to stay, it

proved that she accepted me, and I had reason to persuade my parents. But she just wouldn't do it."

Edward's head drooped in frustration.

Jacob couldn't bear to see Edward misunderstand Bridget, "Do you have any idea what happened to

her? You want her to stay abroad? Is that possible?"

Jacob moved his lips. If it were someone else, he wouldn't even bother to say a word.

Edward looked up and stared, "What do you mean? What happened to Bridget?"

Jacob's eyes became sophisticated and his adam's apple moved up and down.

Edward grabbed Jacob's collar and asked excitedly, "What happened to Bridget? Tell me!"

Jacob's mind was in a daze, angered by Edward's excessive behavior, and he pushed him away,

"Something happened to Xavier. Nobody knows whether he's alive or dead. How could Bridget stay

abroad with you with such a mess at home to be cleaned up?"

Edward took a step back in disbelief.

He frowned and thought carefully about what Bridget had said that day. He was so disappointed and

excited that he interrupted her.

Was that what she was going to say?

Edward didn't know what to do for a moment.

Jacob looked at him with pity. In fact, he had one chance, but he missed it.

They all saw what he had done for Bridget over the years.

It was a pity to miss their cue.

Jacob patted him on the shoulder. "You're just not meant to be."

Edward's eyes were red. Not meant to be?

If so, why did God arrange for them to meet?

Edward was gloomy. "I want to see her."

Jacob glanced at him, "Don't you know the way to the Jones Family?"

"I just want you to go with me."

Jacob could see that he was struggling and could not help but sigh, "Why do you have to go there?

You're already married. It's meaningless. Is possible for you to get divorced and be with her?"

Edward was speechless.

The divorce must have hurt Demi. She was so kind...

Jacob seemed to see his entanglement, "Since it's impossible, just leave her alone."

Jacob turned around and left.

Edward stood there, feeling extremely depressed. He couldn't figure out why things had come to this

stage.

It was strange.

It was weird.

Everything that was out of his control just happened unprepared.

He squatted on the ground with his head in his arms and asked himself over and over again: Why did it

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When Arya and Jacob walked out of the company, Edward was standing at the door.

His grim face looked even paler than when he came.

Arya turned to look at Jacob. "What did you say to him?"

Jacob raised his eyebrows, "He deserves it."

Arya sighed. Thinking that there was an argument between Jacob and Edward, she didn't ask any

more questions. "You're good friends."

Arya's words seemed to remind Jacob that no matter what happened, they had to be tolerant and

understanding of each other. After all, they had been friends for many years.

Jacob glanced at Edward, "Let's go."

Jacob really wanted to cuss him. Edward's situation had a lot to do with his temperament.

Arya was in the car driven by the deputy. Jacob and Edward drove another car and followed them to

the Old Residence.

Bridget took Ryan to play in the park. When they passed the park, Arya saw them and asked the

deputy to park the car on the curb. Arya pushed the door open and got out of the car, walking towards

them.

"Mommy", Ryan saw her first and rushed at her.

Arya opened his arms to welcome him.

Ryan pounced on her and fell into her arms.

Arya picked him up. Not only did he grow much taller, but he also became heavier.

"Look at the sweat on your face. Shall I take you back to wash up?"

Ryan blinked, "What about auntie?"

Arya turned around and saw Edward and Jacob coming.

"Auntie has something to say to them. Let's go back first."

Arya held Ryan and Ryan struggled, "Mommy, put me down. I'm a grown-up."

Arya agreed and put him down.

Arya held his hand and walked towards the house.

Behind him, Jacob saw that Arya had left and thought to himself that he should leave too. Let them

settle the matter between Edward and Bridget, and he won't be the third wheel here.

However, as soon as he stepped up, Bridget grabbed him and held his arm tightly.

"Where are you going?"

Jacob did not understand what Bridget's sudden action meant.

"Bridget..."

"Jacob, I know you and Edward are good friends, but he's married. You don't have to hide our

relationship from him anymore." Bridget looked at Jacob.

Jacob felt at a loss. What was going on?

What was their relationship?

Why didn't he know?

Edward clenched his fists, "Bridget, what do you mean?"

Bridget looked at Edward, suppressing his uneasiness, "Isn't it obvious?"

"Bridget, what are you talking about?" Jacob's face was cold. Is that something to be joked with?

"He's married. Even if he knew about our relationship, he wouldn't mind, right?" Bridget looked at him.

Edward was trembling all over.

"You..."

Jacob wanted to explain, "It is not what it looks like..."

"Cut it out! I'm with Jacob." Bridget interrupted him.

Edward felt like being shot by a comet. The woman he liked was in an item with his friend?

"You..."

Edward was trembling all over, "You... you went too far!"

"Edward!"

"You're married. Did I do something wrong?" Bridget interrupted Edward.

Edward was speechless. Now he had no right to question anyone, but he was heartbroken.

Her heart was broken into pieces.

"Great!" Edward turned around and left.

Jacob wanted to hold him back and explain, but Bridget couldn't let him go, "Let him go."

Jacob angrily shook off Bridget's hand, "Do you know how much you hurt him by doing this?"

Seeing that Edward had already walked away, Bridget let go of Jacob's arm and looked at Edward's

back, "Then what do you think I should do?"

Jacob's throat felt tight.

"He's married. He can only live the rest of his life with greater disappointment in me." Bridget's voice

became lower and lower.

Her throat was so dry that she could not make a sound.

"He has wasted a lot of time on me. He deserves someone better in the future. I shouldn't distract him."

Bridget turned her head, afraid that others would notice her sadness and weakness.

"Bridget..."