Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 196

Arya leaned lazily against him and seemed to have guessed something, It must be someone who would have a marriage with an unknown one.

It must be Bridget.

Arya was not sure of who she was married with.

Xavier lowered his head and held Arya's chin to let her look at him. "Jasper and Bridget are getting married."

Arya's body froze for two seconds. 'Is it Jasper?'

Even though her mood swings were brief, Xavier still noticed it.

'What was she thinking? Was she happy, sad, or something else...'

It wasn't that Xavier didn't trust her, but he had witnessed the love between her and Jasper before.

Xavier had never been afraid of doing anything, but now he was afraid that he didn't know how to deal with the affair of Arya and Jasper.

Arya took off his hand and said frankly, "No matter when Jasper has a place in my heart. It's not because I love him, but because of his company and care. I'm human, and I have thoughts and feelings. This's the truth. If you can't accept it, I can't help it."

Xavier's expression changed quickly. "Can't you be frank?"

Even if he minded it, Arya was so frank that he couldn't do anything about it.

If he bothered about it further, he would seem petty.

But he didn't like her to have another man in her heart, even if it had nothing to do with love.

He held Arya harder and put his hand on her heart. "Sooner or later, I'll be the only one here!"

Arya smiled. "Well, try harder to make me fall in love with you. Let me love you so much that no one else can be in my heart."

The next day, when he went to the house of the Jones Family, Xavier didn't bring Ryan with him. He only went with Arya.

The car was parked at the entrance of the house, and there was already a car that did not often appear here. Arya recognized it, and Xavier could guess whose car it was. The two of them got out of the car, and Xavier held Arya's hand and walked in.

Mr. Jones came back and sat on the sofa in the living room. Daisy sat next to him and Jasper was opposite her.

When Jasper saw the scene of them coming in hand in hand, he looked away and felt that it was too dazzling, leaving his heart aching.

"Sit down." Mr. Jones waved his hand.

When Bridget heard the noise, she was still wearing an apron. She poked her head out of the kitchen and looked at Arya. "Arya, really glad you're here. I'm busy in the kitchen. You can't stay out of it."

When she called Arya, she deliberately raised her voice and glanced at Jasper. Jasper lowered his head so that she could not see his expression at the moment.

Arya smiled. "Okay, I'll help."

In the living room, Mr. Jones was talking to Jasper about the marriage of Jasper and Bridget.

Xavier lit a cigarette and leaned casually on the sofa without making any comments. He didn't like the marriage which Bridget scheduled on a whim. He believed they would not live a happy life like a normal couple.

In the kitchen. Arya was not very good at cooking. She was just helping to wash and cut food.

Bridget deliberately pulled Arya in, just because she didn't want to see her with Jasper in the same room.

When the food was ready, Arya was in charge of serving, and soon the table was filled with various delicacies.

The people in the living room went to the dining room. Xavier held Arya's hand and let her sit beside him.

Bridget sat next to Jasper and looked at Arya unintentionally.

The atmosphere on the table suddenly froze. Because of Jasper's words, they all looked at Arya.

Arya's hand froze. She was about to withdraw her hand, but now she had to get some cold food on the plate and take a bite.

Jasper's words were easy to be misunderstood. And because of their current identity, it was even more inappropriate for him to say it.

Xavier's face was grim and his eyes were cold and gloomy. "You must have remembered the wrong person. My wife has a good stomach."

Originally, the family disliked Arya. Hearing Jasper's words, they would regard her as a slut.

Mr. Jones knew that Jasper and Arya had a relationship before, but he didn't know they would be so close.

He looked at Arya seriously and his tone was serious. "Since you've been a member of the Jones Family, you are my daughter-in-law. You have to keep other men at a distance."

One was his future son-in-law, the other was his daughter-in-law. If they really had an affair, it would put a great shame on the entire Jones Family.

"I know," Arya answered affirmatively.

"Well, today is my wedding. Don't be so nervous. Jasper and my Arya are just friends." Bridget came out to lighten the mood. Her smile was very sweet, and there was no trace of anger in it as if nothing had happened just now. "In a few days, it will be my wedding day. I will still need Arya to help me."

Arya was now her sister-in-law, so it was reasonable for her to arrange the wedding for Bridget. She could not refuse Bridget, so she answered gently.

"I made soup today. I'll bring it over." Bridget got up and went to the kitchen to get the soup and put it on the table. She got a bowl for Arya. "I heard this soup do good to your stomach. Arya, try it now."

Bridget's smile sent shivers down Arya's spine. She could not refuse Bridget's kindness and pretended to be calm. "Thank you, Bridget."

Just as Arya received the bowl, Bridget slightly moved the bowl and the soup was poured into her hand.

Before Arya could react, she heard Bridget's screams...