Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 11

Xavier paused. It seemed that he had not expected she would do that.

He looked down at the arms hugging his waist with meaningful eyes.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I..."

Arya was speechless.

"Just say what you want. Don't use this impulsive method. You should keep your dignity to win the

respect of others."

Arya withdrew her arms and slowly clenched her hands, feeling flustered and ashamed.

She was overwhelmed by the thought of revenge.

And she let Xavier think she was a woman who could even sell herself.

Arya lowered her head and did not even dare to look at Xavier's face, afraid that he would look at her

with mockery and disgust.

'Ding dong.'

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Xavier glanced at Arya and strode to open the door.

It was Jacob, Xavier's chief assistant. He was holding a bag of clothes. When he saw the woman

standing in the living room, he was stunned.

He thought it would be Harriet. But he saw an unfamiliar woman.

'Who is this woman?'

He knew that Xavier had no other woman after he accidentally slept with Harriet four years ago. But

who the hell the woman was?

The assistant stared at Arya with gossipy eyes. 'Was it a one-night stand or is she Mr. Jones' mistress?'

'What a good night they had enjoyed that even the clothes were torn?'

Xavier was impatient, his brows were wrinkled, and his tone was as cold as the winter wind. "Have you

seen enough?"

Jacob quickly withdrew his gaze, but he couldn't control his curiosity. "Who is she?"

"Do you have the right to ask about my matters?"

Jacob smiled obsequiously. "I thought it was Miss Harrison..."

"You can go now."

Before Jacob could finish his sentence, Xavier interrupted him. He took the clothes in his hand and

closed the door.

He turned around and found that Arya was still there.

Xavier handed the clothes over. "Try them."

She grabbed the clothes and quickly returned to the room.

As soon as the door was closed, she leaned against it, closed her eyes, and swallowed all the Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

bitterness down.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no emotion in them anymore.

She changed her clothes. They didn't fit her very well, but she was content.

She walked out of the room and found Xavier was still in the living room. She said as if nothing had

happened, "I gotta go."

She opened the door and was about to leave but Xavier's voice came. "Are you sure you can go back

on your own?"

Arya didn't answer, but her actions gave Xavier the answer.

Only when Arya walked out of the villa did she realize how remote this place was.

The villa was built halfway up the mountain. She stood on the side of the road, disorientated.

Now she finally knew what Xavier meant. It would be difficult to walk down the mountain.

"Are you sure you don't want me to send you home?" A black luxury car suddenly stopped in front of

her. Xavier turned slightly to look at her.

After a short hesitation, Arya got into the car.

It was unrealistic to walk back on her own.

She chose to sit in the back seat by the window, and she tilted to look outside.

Xavier looked at her in the rearview mirror. "Where?"

She was stunned for a moment before she realized what Xavier meant.

She replied, "MW Community."

Then they remained silent.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in MW Community. Arya thanked him and got out of the car.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Jasper walking around anxiously at the gate.

Jasper saw Arya get out of a luxury car, frowning and staring at her ill-fitting clothes.

"Where did you go last night? Why didn't you answer my call?"

She wanted to explain, but she swallowed her words.

Walking towards Jasper, she said, "Last night... was what you saw."

She shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care. "You called at a bad time so I didn't answer."

Her words were like a knife piercing his heart.

Hearing that, Jasper was like struck by lightning.

How did she become like this overnight?

Seeing the disappointment in Jasper's eyes, Arya also felt bad. However, she had to say so.

She wasn't an innocent woman. She had been in prison, slept with an unknown man, and had a child.

It was impossible for her to be with Jasper. She could not fail him.

Although he was not in a high position, he was from an innocent family.

So she had to cut off his feelings for her.

Although it was cruel, it was also good for him to realize that earlier.

Arya didn't want to see Jasper's sad face, so she turned around and walked into the community.

Jasper glanced at the luxury car that had not left. His hands clenched into fists, and his veins burst.

It was obvious how angry he was at the moment.

But he controlled himself and followed after Arya.

Xavier watched the scene with interest.

He shook his head slightly. He didn't know why Jasper had to lower himself for such a woman...