Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 336

The visitor was Bridget.

The smile on Arya's face slowly faded.

Bridget pursed her lips, but her chest fluctuated, indicating that she was not in a good mood.

"You thought it's my brother?" Bridget's tone was not friendly.

Arya remained silent.

"Do you think you're happy now?" Bridget asked sternly.

Arya's expression darkened, "What do you want to say?"

"Don't you know it? Are you happy that my brother is going to cut off with his family?" Bridget couldn't stand it any longer. Xavier was getting busier and busier and never came back home as if he really wanted to abandon his family.

Every time Daisy cooked something delicious, she was afraid that Arya would not accept it, so she would ask Nanny Joy to send it.

Every time she wanted to come in to see Arya and ask if she was okay, she was afraid that Arya would be angry or uncomfortable. So even if she came, she would stay out of the ward and ask Nanny Joy about whatever she wanted to know.

Seeing her mother act like this, Bridget felt uncomfortable. If Arya loved her brother, she wouldn't let this happen.

"Did my mother treat you well? Although she opposed you at first and had prejudices against you, she had got her reason and you must know it. But what do you mean by not letting my brother go back? Let him abandon his parents and be an unfilial son? Make him only revolve around you all day and treat you as the only treasure he had? Do you have a special sense of accomplishment by doing these?"

Arya moved her lips, "Bridget..."

"Don't call me like that." Bridget was in a fit of anger, and she couldn't listen to any of her words.

"Ever since my brother was with you, he has changed. He's become so strange to me. He used to be cold, but he's never heartless." Bridget lost control and roared hysterically.

Nanny Joy came over and pulled her, "Miss, you'd better go back. Madam is not in good health now. She can't get too emotional."

But Bridget didn't want to leave at all.

Xavier walked in, sat by the bed, and looked at Bridget leisurely. "Go on."

Bridget clenched her fingers, "Brother, you should go home."

Xavier looked at her coldly, "Anything else?"

"Brother, I'm your sister, right?" Bridget asked.

"Yes," Xavier answered tonelessly.

"Mom didn't dare to come in every time she came here. She was afraid that she would affect my sister-in-law. Sometimes, if she wanted to know something, she had to ask others about it. Don't you feel bad when you see her act like this? She was our mother, and our dad also became silent because of this. He was about to retire and leave his favorite job. It also hit him a little. You never went home, so you didn't know the atmosphere at home. It was so lifeless. Every time I came home, I felt depressed. I almost died of depression. And you never cared. Who else did you care about but her? And she never cared about you. She doesn't deserve to be treated so well by you!" Bridget pointed at Arya excitedly.

Xavier leaned forward slightly and grabbed Bridget's hand, which was pointing at Arya, "How do you know it?"

Xavier shook off her hand and his eyes suddenly turned cold, "Do you think you're right? Do you think what you have said and done are good to the family and good to me?"