Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 294

If she and Estella were less greedy and kinder, how could they be in this situation today?

Even if they didn't have much money, they could at least live together as a family, but what about now?

Harriet was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

Arya didn't want to talk to her anymore, so she hung up.

Harriet squatted in the corner and stared at her phone. It wasn't Xavier who answered the phone just

now, but Arya. Arya heard what she said.

Was she secretly laughing now?

Laughing at her embarrassment, her destitution?

Suddenly, she covered her face and laughed, as if she had lost her mind. She was both crying and

laughing.

Anyone who passed by would take another look at her. Was she crazy?

All of a sudden, Harriet stopped crying and laughing. Her eyes were red and bloodshot. She had lost

everything, but she, Arya, could never obtain it too.

She wiped her face hard and stood up to call Rufus.

"Where are you? I want to see you."

Rufus hesitated for two seconds and asked, "Now?"

"Yes, right away."

Harriet knew she didn't have much time. Cullen should know soon.

"... Okay."

Hearing Rufus agreed, she gave an address and walked into the elevator without a backward glance.

In the room, Xavier walked out in his home clothes and watched the woman who was lying on the sofa

staring at the phone on the desk in a daze. He walked over.

"Who called just now?"

Arya hesitated for two seconds and said, "Harriet."

If in the past Arya would think that Harriet was with Xavier because of his money, but now she felt that

she might have been wrong.

Harriet might like money, but when she cried helplessly just now, Arya felt something real in the

relationship.

She must have loved Xavier very much, so she was so persistent.

Xavier raised his eyebrows slightly. He was also surprised that she dared to call.

He sat on the sofa and reached out to grab the cigarette from the table. He reached into the air and

took it back. He asked, seemingly unintentionally, "What did she say?"

Arya stood up, bent over, stared into his eyes, and said with a smile, "She said she loved you more

than I do."

After saying that, Arya was about to leave, but Xavier held her by the waist and let her sit on his lap.

Arya struggled, and he hugged her tighter, not letting her break away.

"Then tell me, do you not love me as much as she does?"

His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of the veil, making them hard to see through.

Arya deliberately said, "Maybe..."

Xavier really wanted to punish her.

But he couldn't.

He had to endure it.

He held Arya's hand and played with it. He looked at it carefully and said, "Arya, you have to be honest,

okay?"

Arya wanted to take her hand back, but Xavier didn't let it go. He smiled and said, "What? Are you

angry because of what I said?"

"No. I don't love..."

Looking into Xavier's eyes, she couldn't continue. Arya turned her head, not daring to look straight into

his eyes.

"Arya, what are you going to give Jasper for him to get married?" Xavier asked.

Arya looked at Xavier incredibly. Ever since they were together, Xavier never took the initiative to

mention Jasper. This was the first time ever.

"Hmm?"

Arya shook her head. She hadn't figured this out yet.

"It's very close to the second day of August. I've thought about it for you."

Xavier kissed her on the back of her hand and said, "I'm going to give him a big red envelope."

Arya frowned. 'What is he going to do?'

"In the past, he took care of you for four years. I should have expressed my regards. What do you

think?" All of a sudden, Xavier raised his eyes with a forced smile.

He wanted to use the money to buy up what Jasper had done ever.

Xavier admitted that it was clumsy and vulgar. But he just didn't like Jasper and Arya's past.

He wanted Arya to feel less guilty.

Arya pursed her lips. She understood Xavier. But she needed some time. When Jasper got married

and had a happy life, she would put it down.

Soon it was the second day of August.

Xavier really prepared a generous gift that ordinary people could not spend for many lifetimes.

When Arya saw the number on it, she smiled and thought that Xavier was sometimes childish.

But it was cute.

Or it was too funny to describe a man like him as cute, but Arya felt that.

She was wearing a long white dress, a blue coat, flat shoes, and a bag. The chauffeur opened the door

for her.

"Arya."

Harriet stood behind her and said, "I have something to tell you."

Arya didn't want to have any interaction with her at all. She didn't even look back. She bent over and

got into the car.

"Let's go."

Arya said to the driver.

The driver got into the driver's seat and started the car...

Harriet stood in front of the car and stared at Arya, "Don't you want to know your background?"

Arya frowned impatiently and replied, "No,I don't."

'What tricks does she want to play?'

"You think I might lie to you, but you're really not curious. How could I be a child of the Porter Family?"

Arya's expression softened a little. She had to admit that she was really surprised why Arya was from

the Porter Family.

"Don't you want to know why Dad is so heartless to you?" Harriet continued to ask. She was just trying

to interest Arya.

Arya was expressionless, "I don't want to know,"

What else could it be? But because he was heartless?

Harriet was anxious, not expecting Arya to be so stubborn.

"Arya, I'm telling you the truth. You're not Richard's child at all. I don't know if he ever told you that. He

never told anyone that you were not his biological child. Until once he accidentally said it when he was

drunk, my mother hadn't known that. Your mother was pregnant when she married Richard. So he

ignored your life and let you take the blame for Marshal." How many men would like to admit that their

wives were pregnant before marriage, with other people's children? Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

So Richard didn't even tell Estella. If he wasn't drunk, Estella probably wouldn't know.

Arya slowly tightened up her hands. Richard once said that her mother died for love.

Arya kept doubting Harriet's words.

"What do you want?" said Arya. She didn't think Harriet would kindly tell her something she didn't know.

Arya was so vigilant that Harriet could not deceive her.

"You are the child of the Porter Family. I pretended to be you so that I had been like that..."

Arya asked expressionlessly, "So?"