Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 258

Arya lay in his arms for a long time and couldn't sleep. She asked with a muffled voice, "Will you miss

me?"

"Yes." Xavier kissed her hair. He would miss her very much. He would definitely not come back in a day

or two this time. He didn't want to leave her.

"Don't worry. Ryan and I will wait for you to come back." Arya's face rubbed against his chest.

Xavier rubbed her hair. "We're moving back to the villa tomorrow."

"Okay." She listened to him.

Only now did Arya understand what he meant today. He probably made such a big mess to get her out

of here.

Arya really didn't want to live here without Xavier. She didn't want to fight with the family.

It was good to go back to the villa. At least she could relax. Everything would wait for him to come

back.

And now she didn't want to think too much. She knew that it was impossible for his family to change

their opinion of her in a short time, so she had to take it slow.

The next day.

Jacob received a call from Edward very early and asked Xavier to go there immediately. Doctor Will

was leaving soon, so he asked Xavier to hurry over.

Jacob came to the Jones Family early.

In the living room, the Jones Family was all there, and Jacob explained the situation.

"Let's go now." Daisy quickly said that. She couldn't miss the rare opportunity.

"I'll see you off." Arya looked at Xavier and gave him a reassuring smile. There was nothing more

important than his legs.

Xavier held her hand and said, "No hurry. I'll take you back to the villa first."

"But..." Jacob was about to say something but suddenly stopped when Xavier gave him a cold look.

Daisy also knew the urgency of the matter and promised Xavier, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of

them."

Arya held Xavier's hand and smiled at him, "Don't worry."

"Brother, don't worry." Bridget also joined in the persuasion. That was her brother, whom she had

admired since she was a child. When she saw that he couldn't stand up, she felt very uncomfortable.

"Dad, I'll wait for you to come back and hug me." Ryan stood in front of Xavier. His big round eyes

opened widely and his long eyelashes blinked. He swore, "I will protect mommy."

Xavier reached out and pinched Ryan's cheek. He looked like a man now. "Wait for me to come back."

Ryan nodded vigorously.

Jacob had already prepared everything. When Xavier got on the plane, he could fly to the United

States immediately.

Xavier was determined to leave. The only thing he couldn't let go of was Arya and Ryan.

Before boarding, he said to Daisy, "Please take care of them."

"I will, don't worry." Daisy assured Xavier that her words were firm and reassuring.

Arya stood not far away, hugging Ryan, and looked at the plane. Because it was rather urgent, he was

going by helicopter. The propellers kept turning and there was a lot of wind around it, so she couldn't

get too close.

She just stared at him deeply.

Xavier turned around and said to her, "Wait for me to come back."

They were a little far away, but Arya still heard him. She nodded hard and replied, "I'll wait for you to

stand in front of me."

As her words fell, the plane slowly rose, getting higher and higher, and her heart also became empty.

The plane slowly disappeared from her sight, but Arya couldn't come back to her senses.

Jacob walked over to look at Arya and took Ryan from her arms. "I'll take you to the villa."

This was what Xavier had asked him to do.

Jacob's words brought Arya back to her senses and she nodded at Jacob.

Jacob reached out to take Ryan from Arya's arms. "Let me carry him."

Arya shook her head, "It's okay."

She felt more secure when she held Ryan.

When she returned to the old house, Arya went to pack her things. In fact, there were only a few

clothes. Daisy walked into the room. Arya put down the clothes and looked at her, "Mom."

Daisy sighed slightly and walked up to her and grabbed her hand, "I've wronged you."

Arya lowered her eyes. With Xavier and Ryan, she didn't feel wronged. She knew there would be

obstacles when she chose to marry Xavier.

She believed that one day, the family would accept her.

In the living room, Harriet sat on the sofa next to Bridget.

"Arya is moving out? Why? Isn't she the daughter-in-law of the Jones Family? Shouldn't she live here?"

Harriet held Bridget's hand and pretended to ask casually.

In the past, they had a good relationship, so Harriet could still talk to her.

Bridget turned to look at Harriet and said with a smile, "My brother doted on her. He was afraid that she

would be wronged at home. I don't think you would be treated like this when you were with my brother."

Harriet's face froze. 'Does Bridget deliberately poke me where I hurt?'

'What about you? Weren't you abandoned by Jasper?'

Harriet lowered her eyes and hid all her thoughts.

"Bridget, don't let Arya go. She's your brother's wife. If you don't accept her, your brother will be in a

difficult position." Harriet persuaded Bridget.

If Arya had left the Jones Family when Xavier came back, would she have a chance to be with Xavier

again?

Looking at his unprecedented tenderness, Harriet wanted to have him even more.

Bridget glanced at Harriet, "What do you want?"

Bridget didn't think Harriet was that good. After all, it was Arya who married Xavier.

Harriet's eyes widened, "I'm doing it for your own good. Forget it if you don't appreciate it."

"You didn't do anything wrong. Why are you in a hurry?"

Bridget looked at her and thought for a while. Yes, she didn't accept Arya, which made Xavier difficult.

However, she still felt uncomfortable. If Arya stayed here, the two of them might not get along well, and

things might get worse.

It would make it even harder for Xavier to move out and let her think about it.

Seeing that Bridget didn't intend to keep Arya, Harriet continued to persuade, "Bridget, don't let Arya

go. Isn't she a good friend of Jasper? If you can't forget Jasper, wouldn't it be better for her to win back

his heart?"

Harriet's words hit Bridget's heart. She indeed could not forget Jasper, and this was also a knot in her

heart.

"Bridget, you have to think clearly. It's not easy to meet someone you like. You should strive for him."

Harriet could tell that Bridget had wavered a little, so she continued to persuade.

Bridget clasped her hands together, but she had fought for him. Jasper didn't love her at all.

Harriet shook Bridget, "Bridget."

"Why don't you want her to leave?" Bridget looked straight at Harriet. Why did she work so hard to

keep Arya? What did she want?

Harriet raised her head to meet Bridget's questioning eyes and raised her voice, "I'm doing it all for

your own good. What's the good of keeping her in your family? I just want you to be happy."

Harriet paused here, looking very hurt. "How long have we known each other? I've said so much for

your own good. I really treat you like a sister, but you actually suspect me?"

"I don't doubt you. Don't be angry." Bridget also felt that she might be too sensitive. As she said, what

good could it do for her if Arya stayed?

"I'm going to see my sister-in-law." Bridget stood up from the sofa and walked to Arya's room.

The door was unlocked. Bridget heard Daisy's voice inside and pushed the door open.

"Mom, Arya."

Bridget walked in, casually sat on the bed, and looked at Arya. "Arya, don't leave. Just stay at home.

This is my brother's home, and also your and Ryan's home."

Arya looked at Bridget in disbelief. 'What does she mean? Does she understand? Or...'

It wasn't that Arya thought too much. She didn't believe that Bridget suddenly got over it.

Hearing these words from Bridget, Daisy was the happiest, as she hoped that Arya and Bridget could

get along.

It was great that Bridget could figure it out.

"Bridget." Daisy brushed her daughter's hair. She was really hurt by Jasper, "I'm glad you said that. I

hope you can get along well with your sister-in-law."

Bridget thought of what her brother had told her that night and said, "I'll try my best."

She looked at Arya, "Ayra, are you staying?"

Arya stared at her for a few seconds, hesitating. 'Why does she suddenly change her mind?'

'Does she really figure it out or for some other reasons?' Arya was not sure.

"Forget it. Don't make things difficult for you. Do you need my help?"

Bridget picked up Ryan's clothes, folded them, and put them in the suitcase.

Arya stood and looked at her hesitantly.

Arya thought that maybe she could really integrate into the family with a little effort. "No need to help.

You're right. This is my home."

If her relationship with Bridget eased, they could live happily together when Xavier came back.

Suddenly, Bridget stepped forward and hugged Arya with her chin on her shoulder. "My brother told me

a lot last night. Forgive me for what I did before. Even now, I don't completely accept you, but give me

some time."

Arya was indeed very surprised. She had the feeling to cry and she nodded.

Daisy stood aside and smiled. She was very happy that they could get along well. She carried Ryan out

to play and left them space.

"Arya, do you think it's possible for Jasper and me?" Bridget looked into Arya's eyes. She wanted to

hear her opinion.

Arya didn't know how to answer her for a moment.

She didn't think it was possible. 'Can they still get together after things had gone that badly?'

"Impossible, right?" Bridget pretended to be eased and smiled.

"Bridget..." Arya wanted to persuade her to let go. She was the one who got hurt.

"I know. I maybe need some time." Bridget deliberately interrupted Arya.

Arya didn't say anything more. No matter how much she said, it was useless. Bridget had to think for

herself.

"Arya, let me help you put your clothes in the closet." Bridget took out the clothes from the suitcase and

hung them in the closet.

Arya was in a daze. The change in the attitude of Harriet caught her off guard.

She didn't know if she was sincere or not.

Arya did not leave the Old Residence and continued to live with the Jones Family. She told Jacob not

to tell Xavier, lest he could not be treated at ease.

She didn't go back to the villa now, but just let Jacob go back to the company first.

In the evening, during dinner, everyone was very quiet. Henry was surprised to see that Arya did not

leave, but he did not say anything.

After dinner, Ryan was making a fuss about going to bed. Arya was going to take Ryan to shower and

then take him to sleep. Daisy stopped her and said, "I'm going to bathe Ryan. You go to the living room

and watch TV with them."

Now that Arya's relationship with Bridget had just eased, Daisy wanted them to get along more.

Arya understood Daisy's intention and accepted her kindness.

Arya walked into the living room. Bridget and Harriet were both in the living room, watching tv and

talking.

Arya sat down on the sofa opposite them. Harriet glanced at her. 'Is she taking the initiative to make up

with Bridget?'

"I'll cut some fruit for you." Harriet stood and walked towards the kitchen. Bridget stopped her. "Just let

the servant do it. You don't have to do it."

Harriet smiled, "It doesn't matter."

Bridget just let her go. Bridget got up and sat beside Arya, holding her arm, "Arya."

"Hmm?"

Bridget was silent for a moment. Originally, she wanted to ask Arya to ask Jasper to meet her, but she

didn't say anything.

They had nothing to talk about when they met.

At this moment, Harriet came in with the fruit plate, sat beside Bridget, and handed the fruit plate to

them. "Come and taste my cooking."

"Can you cut the fruit and change the taste?" Bridget teased Harriet and reached out to pinch a

strawberry, "Are there strawberries at this time?" NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Arya looked at the fruit on the plate and became depressed. She didn't know if Xavier had arrived or

not.

"Arya, try some too. These strawberries are so sweet." Bridget brought the plate to Arya.

Arya took one. Yes, even if it wasn't seasonal, it was still very sweet.

Bridget went to the bathroom.

Harriet sat closer to Arya. Arya pulled away from her and frowned at her. "What do you want to do?"

Harriet smiled brightly. "I have something to tell you."

Harriet's smile made Arya's hair stand on end. She looked at her warily, "What?"