Your Love Is My Weapon
Chapter 34

Sunny could not help but be stunned. She was surprised that she would say this.

Or in other words, it shouldn't be something she should think about at her age.

Although she was no longer a teenager, after all, she was only in her twenties and should belonging for love.

"Have you never liked anyone? For example, if you haven't seen him for a few days, you will misshim. Or if you are doing something, you will think of that person inexplicably. Haven't you ever? Notonce?” Sunny didn't believe it. "We are all human beings. How could she not have a crush onanyone?’

"No." Arya answered affirmatively. Arya was worried that Sunny would continue to keep asking, soshe changed the subject. "You and Mar... how did you know your boyfriend?"

She wanted to say Marshal, but she realized that she had made a mistake, so she changed herwords.

Sunny's thoughts drifted. It was as if she had thought of something which happened a long timeago.

The sadness grew. "When I was 17, my parents who worked at the construction site had an accident.That accident killed more than a dozen workers. The labor contractor couldn't afford to shoulder theresponsibility and ran away secretly. My sister was only ten years old at that time.

Since then, my sister and I stuck together and helped each other in difficulties. I also took theresponsibility of supporting my family and did part-time works to earn a living.

My sister went to college when she was 18, and then she got a chance to study abroad, but wedidn't have money.

For my sister's future, I was introduced to a clubhouse. Of course, I needed a job which could enableme to earn money quickly... When I met Marshal that day, he paid a lot of money but didn't ask meto do anything. Instead, he treated me well and accommodated me. I was young and I could notresist his temptation. I followed him and he liked me too

I didn't provide any other service so the money wasn't enough to spend. My sister needed moneyto live abroad. He gave me all the money and got me a foreman position at the club with the helpof his sister's fiancé.

It wasn't until a year ago that he began to change. There were other women around him, and hehadn't seen me for a long time.

The last time we met, he came to me for something. "

At this point, Sunny looked at Arya. "He asked me to put the drug into the wine. I still don't knowwhy he wanted to drug his sister's fiancé.”

Not only did Sunny not understand, but Arya also didn't understand.

"Do you know anything about his family?"

Arya pretended to ask casually.

Sunny was alert. "Do you know him? Why do you always ask questions about him?"

Arya pretended not to care and smiled. "I was just asking. It's okay if you don't want to say it."She really wanted to replace out what was going on in the Harrison Family from Sunny. Although sheknew that Harriet had a powerful fiancé, she didn't know some things particular about Richard,Estella, and Marshal.

"There's nothing I can't say. It's just that you haven't been out of prison for a long time so you don'tunderstand the situation. The Harrison Family becomes what it is today with the help of the JonesFamily. This is well-known. The Harrison Family still runs a company, and now it's actually run byRichard. However, I heard that Richard is not in good health, so he might have to give his place toMarshal.

Their family relationships are very simple. In this generation, the Harrison Family only has a brotherand sister. "

"Just a brother and sister?” Arya asked.

'Of course, they are a family. From the day Estella entered my Family, my mother and I becameredundant, so one died, and the other lingers on in a steadily worsening condition with hatred inher heart until now.’

Sunny seemed to have thought of something. "Your surname is Harrison and your name is Arya.What's your relationship with Marshal?"

"It's just a coincidence.”

She said calmly.

In the past, the Harrison Family was just a small family, and no one paid special attention to it. Shewas imprisoned for four years. Besides, the Harrison Family concealed her existence intentionally.So, no one knew that she was from the Harrison Family.

Arya stayed at the hospital with Sunny until night.

Sunny said she was fine and asked Arya to go back. And then, Arya went back.

Just as she left the hospital, she received a call from Jacob, asking her to go to the Imperial Hotel.After hanging up the phone, she went to the hotel.

Xavier was talking business with someone and he was drunk.

Jacob felt speechless as he found that Xavier actually should get drunk.

He was going to send Xavier to the villa.

Then he heard Xavier muttering a name, Arya.

He was very smart. There were only two women around Xavier. He knew one and he was familiarwith her name, Harriet.

The other one was Arya. This was the first time that he had known Arya's name.

The room was filled with the smell of alcohol and smoke. Arya had just come in and couldn't getused to it. The smell was too pungent.

Xavier lay on the sofa and he lost his formal demeanor. The smell of alcohol was all over his body.It was obvious that he had drunk a lot.

Arya frowned. "Why don't you persuade him not to drink so much?"

"If you're in a bad mood, who can stop you from drinking?" Xavier just wanted to wash his badthoughts away with beer and wine.

This was the second time Jacob had seen him get drunk.

The first time was four years ago.

"Back to the villa?" Arya asked.

"Let's go to the hotel. I've already made a reservation. Just help him go there."

Arya nodded and helped Xavier into the room with Jacob. The room was very big. In fact, it didn'tlook like a hotel room. It was more like a private apartment. Crystal chandeliers were hung on thehigh roof, shining brightly.

It made everything in the room as bright as day.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Arya saw the European-style big bed, the yellow rolled gold-rimmed bedding, the retro-European furniture. The room was luxurious like a western palace.Everything here was more luxurious than the villa.

Xavier was put on the bed. He turned over as if he still felt uncomfortable.

Jacob looked at Arya. "Please take care of Mr. Jones. I'll go first. Call me if you need anything."Arya said yes.

Jacob didn't forget to close the door when he went out.

Arya looked at the man lying on the bed, took a deep breath, and bent over to take off his coat.Xavier didn't cooperate.

"You'll be very uncomfortable sleeping like this." Arya was extremely helpless.

Xavier buried his face in the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "Do you care if I'm uncomfortable?"Arya was stunned. “Isn't this man drunk?’

Before she could figure it out, Xavier grabbed her hand and pulled her hard, making her fall on thesoft bed.

Xavier leaned sideways and pressed his leg against her body to stop her from moving. His thumbrubbed against her lips.

Arya just lay down, not daring to move.

In fact, he was really drunk. Not long after, he let out an even breathing sound.

Arya tried to call him gently, only to be relieved when she found that he was really asleep. Shemoved his leg away and took off his coat.

He was too heavy. Arya couldn't move him, and she was afraid of waking him up. She was worriedthat he would feel uncomfortable if she just let him sleep horizontally. Arya wiped his face andhands with warm water and covered him with the quilt.

Just as she was about to leave, Xavier grabbed her hand.

Xavier didn't let her go.

She could only stay, pulled a chair, and sat by the bed.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

The morning sun in the eastern sky rose over the clouds. The sun was revealed.

The first beam of light that went through the crack in the room shone in.

Xavier's eyelashes moved, and then he opened his eyes. He didn't wake up totally. He closed hiseyes and opened them again after a while.

Just as he was about to get up, he found himself very uncomfortable and had something on hishand.

He tilted his head and on one side of his bed, he saw the woman who was still asleep and lying onthe bed with her hand holding his.

Her eyelashes were long and dense, like a doll's.

Xavier lay still and looked at her quietly.

Arya didn't sleep well.

She had a nightmare.

In the dream, she saw her child. He had big eyes. He looked at her, smiling.

She was smiling too. Just as she was about to hug him, the child was gone and the nurse's coldwords echoed in her ears.

Your child is dead.

This sentence was like a magic spell, eroding her heart and lungs, making her feel so painful thatshe was unable to breathe...