Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 304

Arya looked up and saw a determined but unusually cold face.

"Give my son back!" Madam Clinton rushed up crazily to grab Arya, but she couldn't even touch her

because Xavier was protecting her.

Madam Clinton cried out with deep grief. "It's all because of you. It's all because of you that my son

died. Give my son back to me..."

"Why are you standing there? Go to find the security guards." Xavier turned to look at Nanny Joy, who

was standing there in a daze.

Then Nanny Joy regained her senses from the shock. "I'll go now."

Madam Clinton was still clinging to Xavier's clothes. Her hands were covered in red paint and smelled

bad. She completely ignored it and only wanted to grab Arya. "I'm going to kill you to avenge my son. If

it weren't for you, he would have married. My son is so young, but now he has died. How can I survive

this kind of pain?"

Madam Clinton sat down on the ground, crying, shouting, and patting her thighs with both hands. "Why

aren't you the victim?" She got up and continued to pull Xavier madly. "She is an ominous woman. Why

are you protecting her..."

At this moment, the security guards came up and grabbed Madam Clinton, who was crying and

screaming.

Madam Clinton shouted. "Let me go, let me go!"

Xavier also became angry. He glared at the security guards who were holding Madam Clinton. "Do you

still want this job?"

The two security guards suddenly shivered and immediately dragged her away.

Arya pursed her lips and did not say anything.

Xavier took a breath and told the two security guards. "Don't hurt her. And be careful since now.

Remember that our hotel is only available for guests."

The security guards nodded repeatedly. "It's our fault. I promise this is the last time, sir."

Madam Clinton was still swearing, but her voice grew smaller and smaller and it slowly disappeared in

the corridor.

Nanny Joy walked over and asked worriedly, "Is everything okay?"

Xavier let go of Arya without even looking at her. He turned around and walked into the elevator.

Leaving Arya standing there. The farce just now seemed to be a dream. It's both real and illusory.

It was hard to tell whether it was true or not.

"Madam, are you okay?" Arya looked at Nanny Joy's shocked face, shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

"Fortunately, Xavier appeared in time, otherwise..."

Before Nanny Joy could finish her sentence, Arya had already walked into the elevator. Just now

Madam Clinton splashed a bucket of paint on Xavier, which must have stained him. It was hard to get

paint off one's body, and its smell was so pungent.

Back in the room, Arya could still feel the pungent smell. Xavier had already thrown his coat into the

trash can. Nanny Joy glanced at Arya, pulled out the plastic bag in the trash can, and threw it outside.

The sound of flowing water reminded Arya that someone was taking shower in the bathroom. Arya

knew it was Xavier. He loved to keep neat and he couldn't stand the paint on his body.

Nanny Joy came in and saw Arya standing there.

She sighed, "Can you lie to yourself?"

Just now, she was so concerned, so worried, and followed him so fast. It's obvious that she still cared

about him so much.

"It's not worth hurting the living," Nanny Joy said sincerely.

During this period, she was deliberately torturing herself and the people around her.

Nanny Joy knew she was sad, but sadness couldn't last for so long.

Arya looked at Nanny Joy in a daze.

In fact, she understood all this, but she couldn't accept his death and continue her happy life.

She couldn't let it go in a short time.

Nanny Joy looked at Arya and sighed slightly. It might not work even if she kept talking. She had to

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Since today Xavier was at home, Nanny Joy deliberately made an excuse and left.

Nanny Joy wanted her to figure it out for herself.

The bathroom door opened. Xavier walked to the bathroom cabinet to look for clothes, wearing a

bathrobe. He didn't seem to see Arya standing there. He took off his bathrobe and put on his shirt.

There was still a small piece of paint on the back of his neck, maybe because he couldn't see it. Arya

walked over and took a wet towel to wipe it. Xavier moved her hand away.

He treated Arya as if she was a stranger to him.

He was as cold as ice for a thousand years.

Arya's fingers tightened and tightened, and mixed feelings turned over in her heart. She can feel a dull

pain in her heart.

She was not used to his indifference.

He used to be irritable and happy. But he had never been indifferent to her.

This was the first time.

Xavier put on his clothes, took out two tissues, wiped his neck, took his coat and then left.

Arya opened her mouth and finally said nothing. At this moment, she felt his feelings.

When she was cold, did Xavier feel the same way?

Slowly, she closed her eyes.

Xavier still didn't come back at night.

When Nanny Joy saw that Xavier was not there, she knew that Arya had not figured it out. She could

not help worrying about her. If she kept behaving like this, she would not only hurt herself but also the

people who cared about her.

Arya lay in bed alone, she thought a lot about Jasper and Xavier.

She didn't even know when she fell asleep.

The next day, she got up very early and went out alone. She took a taxi at the entrance of the hotel and

went to the company.

It was only five o'clock, and there were few people on the road. The morning air was fresher than

usual. The car stopped at the entrance of the company, and Arya got out of the car.

It was too early that no one came to work yet. It was quiet now, unlike during working hours.

She took the elevator to the top floor.

The secretary's worktable was empty, and the secretary hadn't come yet. The door of the office was

closed. Arya walked over and stood at the door for a moment before she opened the tall and thick

office door and walked in.

However, the room was empty, and Xavier was not there at all.

Arya frowned.

Where did he go?

She wanted to call Jacob, but only when she reached her pocket that she realized she didn't bring her

phone.

There was a phone in the office, but she couldn't remember Jacob's number, so she had to leave first.

Standing in the elevator, all she could think about was where Xavier had gone.

He didn't go home. He wasn't at the company either.

She was worried about him...

Walking out of the company gate, she found that the taxi had already left, so she had to stand by the

roadside and wait for another car.

At this time, a black Land Rover came out not far away. When it came nearer to Arya, she found that it

was Xavier's car.

Just as she was about to walk over, the door opened. It was not Xavier who got down, but a woman

Arya had never seen before.

She froze.

Her hand, which was hanging by her side, trembled unconsciously.

Who was this woman? Why did she get out of Xavier's car?