Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 202

Since Bridget married him, Jasper left early and returned late, avoiding meeting her.

After a long time, Madam Clinton realized something was wrong.

Although Bridget did not show any displeasure, she still noticed.

In the evening, Jasper made an excuse that he was busy and still didn't come back for dinner. Madam Clinton just sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Jasper came back.

Seeing his mother, Jasper was slightly stunned, because every time he came back at this time, they were basically asleep.

Only Bridget would come after him.

"Why are you still awake?" Jasper took off his coat. She did not say anything, just sitting on the sofa with her arms folded around her chest. She wanted to see if Jasper really did not sleep with Bridget.

They had not been married for long, and if they didn't sleep together, something would definitely go wrong.

Jasper noticed her abnormality. He put down his coat and sat beside her. "Did Bridget say something to you?"

"What can she say? What did you do behind her?" Her voice suddenly rose. Being afraid that Bridget would hear it, Madam Clinton said in a low voice again.

"What can I do to her? It's getting late. Go to bed early." Jasper got up.

She sat still. Whether there was a quarrel or not, she had to find out what was going on.

Jasper stopped walking towards the study and looked back at her. "Why?"

"I'm not sleepy." She raised her head as if to prove what she said was true.

Jasper thought for a moment and went to the bedroom to prevent her from thinking too much.

Bridget had just taken a bath when she came out and saw Jasper. She was stunned for a moment and then smiled with a hint of ridicule. "What? Have you figured it out and stopped missing that woman?"

Jasper didn't want to talk to her. He lay on the sofa by the window, closed his eyes, and didn't look at Bridget. He prepared to spend the night on the sofa.

Jasper's silence made Bridget even angrier. "Seriously? We've been married for almost a month. This is the first time you've stayed in our room. Do you want to stay on the sofa? If you don't want to sleep with me, go out. Don't pretend here!"

Jasper opened his eyes and stared at Bridget. "Don't make trouble. Keep your voice down!"

"Why should I?" Bridget spoke louder.

"I didn't do anything wrong. What am I afraid of?"

Jasper sat up from the sofa and narrowed his eyes. "Bridget, you want to fight?! You know what, the thing I'm not afraid of is making trouble. It's best for your parents and brother to see we quarrel!"

Bridget clenched her hands tightly and walked over. She squatted down and reached out to hold Jasper's hand. "I don't want to argue with you. Can we live a good life?"

Jasper shook off her hand.

"Impossible!" Jasper was extremely determined.

He was about to open the door and leave, not caring that if his mother would notice they two were arguing.

Tears rolled in Bridget's eyes. "Don't forget, you're my husband!"

Bridget blocked his way out of the door.

Jasper roared. "Get out of my way!"

"No, you are my husband. You should fulfill your duty!" Bridget looked up at him.

Jasper smiled. "Bridget, you're a b*tch!"

"Why are you still standing there? Take her to the hospital!" Madam Clinton yelled at Jasper.

Jasper was just arguing with her, not wanting to kill her, so he had to go back and pick her up and take her to the hospital.

In the hospital, Bridget was sent to the emergency room. The Clinton Family was there, and Madam Clinton was worried, walking back and forth at the door of the emergency room.

Mr. Clinton sat in a row chair. Jasper stood quietly at the exit of the corridor and called the Jones Family. Bridget had an accident, so he had to let the Jones Family know.

Not long after, Daisy and Henry arrived at the hospital.

"What's going on?" Daisy walked to the door of the emergency room and asked Jasper, who was standing at the window.

Before Jasper could speak, the door of the emergency room opened. Daisy, ignoring Jasper, hurried to the bed where Bridget was lying. Madam Clinton was also in a hurry and asked the doctor, "How's she?"

"Don't worry! The child was saved. She had to stay in bed for a few days."

'She is pregnant.'

As Madam Clinton expected, Bridget was pregnant.

She grabbed the doctor's arm excitedly and thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you, thank you."

The doctor said in a polite manner and asked them to push Bridget into the ward.

Knowing that Bridget was fine, Henry did not go in and sat in a row chair outside with Mr. Clinton. It was not appropriate for them to participate in such a thing.

But the two of them were happy to know that Bridget was pregnant.

They would have a grandson.

Bridget's pregnancy was a good thing...