Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 8

Howard reached out to grab her ankle. Arya immediately got up. If he caught her again, she would

have no chance to escape. There was a river ahead, not deep. Arya jumped down without hesitation.

"You can't run this time."

Then those men also jumped into the river one by one, following her.

Arya used all her strength to walk in the river.

Running ashore, they were still chasing after her.

After she went through the woods and got into a bamboo forest, she saw the lights. 'There must be

people living there.'

Walking towards the lights, soon she saw a villa halfway up the mountain. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

She ran towards that place, followed by those thugs behind her.

It was obvious that they would not let her go. Sooner or later, she would be caught, so she could only

ask for help.

"Anyone here? Help me. Help!"

She pounded the door, but no one opened it.

"Got you. You dare to hit me. Today, I will let you b*tch know how to be obedient."

Those men surrounded Arya. This time, there was almost no chance for her to escape.

That fear and helplessness were the same as when she was framed and imprisoned four years ago.

She trembled.

Just as she thought she should give up, the door of the villa slowly opened.

The man was in a home coat, but his tall figure was still obvious.

His eyes coldly swept over those people, only one look, and no one dared to make a sound.

Finally, his eyes fell on Arya, who was also looking at him. The mottled lights reflected on his face,

making it impossible to see his expression clearly. There was only his outline.

'It's him! That rascal!'

"She is my girlfriend. We just had a fight. I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll take her away." As he spoke,

Howard was about to go forward and catch Arya.

"Did he tell the truth?" Suddenly, the rascal, Xavier turned to look at Arya.

Arya immediately shook her head and denied, "I don't know them. Could you help me call the police?"

Her phone had long gone. Otherwise, she would have called the police by now.

"Come on, you don't even want your boyfriend?"

Howard didn't give up and wanted to catch Arya.

Arya stepped back, towards the villa. Xavier didn't stop her. He glanced at the man who was about to

step into his yard and said coldly, "Do you know where this is? How dare you enter?"

Although Howard was a gangster, he was not stupid. He knew this man was not easy to deal with at a

glance. This man was either rich or noble.

Either way, he couldn't afford to offend him. Howard glanced at Arya. Thinking that she was

embarrassed enough, he waved at his men. "Let's go."

After they left, Arya expressed her gratitude to him again and again.

Xavier turned to look at the woman who was drenched and trembling. After keeping silent for two

seconds, he said, "Come with me."

Arya didn't move. Although she had already recognized this man was the man in the private room

today, they were not familiar. Moreover, he kissed her.

Sensing that no one was following him, Xavier turned around and looked at the woman who was still

standing there. He said coldly, "If you're not afraid of them ambushing you, just leave. Or you can

choose to stand there all night."

After that, he walked into the villa without looking back.

Arya's lips had turned purple from the coldness, so she gave up her previous thought and followed him.

As soon as she stepped into the hall, she stopped. Along the way, she lost her shoes. Her feet were

covered in mud and some scratches, and there was blood. In just one step, she had dirtied the white

floor.

Just as she was about to retract her feet, a pair of white slippers was placed in front of her. "Put them

on. Go to the bathroom and take a shower." She didn't expect that man to be so gentle.

After hesitating for two seconds, Arya put on the shoes. The villa was huge and there were many

rooms on the first floor.

Arya went into the bathroom and saw herself in the mirror. Her face was covered in mud, and there

were leaves in her hair. The clothes on her chest were torn, exposing her skin. There were many

wounds on her legs and feet.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and her eyes were unusually empty.

She felt a little sad for no reason. She was too upset when thinking that the Harrison Family was still

living a happy life, and she was in such a mess.

She took a shower, not caring that the water would hurt her wound...

After that, she took the towel from the bathroom and wrapped herself in it.

When she came out, she saw the man sitting on the sofa. This was the first time Arya had seen him in

such a bright light. He had a sharp and deep outline, handsome features, and his imposing manner

showed a mature charm all over his body.

He was looking down at the document. After a long time, he said, without raising his head. "There's

medicine on the table. Take it and apply it yourself. You can stay in the first room on the right tonight."

From the beginning to the end, he did not look up at her.

Arya thanked him again but did not get the medical kit. She turned around and went into the room he

mentioned.

Such injury was really nothing to her.

She huddled under the blanket and felt so cold that she could not help but shrink back. Her head was

in a daze. Unconsciously, she slowly fell asleep.

She had a dream, not a sweet one.

In her dream.

The rain fell to the ground, like playing a sweet song, tugging at her heartstrings.

The baby's cries filled her ears. Then she heard the nurse tell her that the baby died. In her dream, she

could no longer hear the baby's cry, instead, it was darkness that surrounded her. The nurse's words

echoed in her ears.

The pain and the fear, like a knife cutting her skin, made her unable to breathe.

"No..."