Your Love Is My Weapon

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the person standing behind Arya...

Daisy was astonished, she didn't expect that Arya would come back with Bridget.

Not only did Bridget hear what she said, even Jacob, who was sitting in the car, heard it as well. Originally, Bridget wanted to hide from her family that she already knew it. But after hearing what Daisy said, she couldn't even pretend anymore.

"Bridget, I don't mean anything ..." Daisy didn't know what to do.

Bridget also compressed her lips, not knowing what to say to her.

She didn't know what attitude or expression she should adopt when facing Daisy.

Sitting in the car, Jacob also had extremely mixed feelings.

"Mom, actually...”

"Actually, Bridget and I are in a relationship." Jacob got out of the car and walked over.

Bridget widened her eyes and stared at Jacob. "You..."

"Really?" Daisy was incredulous and asked incoherently, "Really? Are you really together?”

Arya was not shocked. She felt that Jacob and Bridget were behaving strangely.

So...

However, she could not tell whether Jacob and Bridget were together out of love or just to make the two elders feel at ease.

However, she preferred the latter.

After all, Bridget and Jacob had known each other for a long time. If they would like to be in a relationship, there was no need to wait until now.

Arya didn't want them to be together just to make the elders feel at ease.

"Jacob..."

"Madam, I'm sorry to keep it from you. Bridget and I..." he turned to Bridget while talking, "We really love each other.”

What he said stopped Arya from saying anything.

Daisy noticed nothing wrong and she looked at Bridget. "Is Jacob telling the truth?"

Bridget also looked at Jacob. It seemed that she understood his decision. With tears in her eyes, she smiled and replied, "Yes."

Arya glanced at Jacob and Bridget and warned them, "You'd better think about this carefully.” After saying this, she took Ramona from Daisy and took her to the room.

Daisy was confused about Arya's attitude.

Isn't this something to be happy about?

Why did she look unhappy?

"What happened to your sister-in-law?" Daisy turned to Bridget with a confused look.

Bridget lied. "Maybe because something happened in the company.”

Hearing Bridget's explanation, Daisy didn't think much about it. She took Bridget by her hand and invited Jacob to come inside. "Come and have a seat.”

"Mom, it's late. Jacob has to go to the company tomorrow.” Bridget declined Daisy's invitation. Daisy glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost twelve o'clock.

So she nodded. "Okay, then see him off, Bridget."

Bridget said yes. She glanced at Jacob, indicating him to leave.

Jacob understood and walked towards the car.

"Mom, get some sleep.”

Bridget stared at the cheerful expression of Daisy and was in a daze for a few seconds.

She hadn't seen a smile on Daisy for a long time.

Not only Daisy, but everyone in the family.

The occasional smile that she gave was perfunctory, or artificial.

But at this moment, Daisy's cheerful expression was not fake.

Bridget got into the car and said, "Let's go somewhere quiet and talk about this.”

Jacob understood and drove out.

Jacob drove the car into a forest and followed the narrow concrete road.

Finally, he stopped in front of a lake.

Bridget thought for a moment. "Have you thought about this carefully? It's about you after all..." "Bridget, I've thought it through.” He admitted that he was impulsive when seeing the hopeful look of Daisy. However, he made up his mind after the reflection he had while driving all the way here. He was willing to use marriage to put Daisy and Mr. Jones at ease.

But this would also mean a sacrifice for Bridget. "I should be the one to ask you. Have you thought it through?”

Bridget looked out of the window. There seemed to be circles of ripples in the sparkling water. "Yes."

"Something is happening in the company these days. When it's over, I'll propose to you you.” Jacob clenched the steering wheel and stared at the lake. If Xavier really couldn't come back, he should take good care of his family, at least.

His marriage was nothing important compared with it.

He owed his life to Xavier.

Bridget did not look at Jacob. "Jacob, thank you."

"Don't mention it."

Bridget turned her head to look at him and smiled. "We'll be family’ from now on, am I right?" Jacob was also somehow amused by her words.

After all the ups and downs, the two who are least likely to be together would get married.

Was it also fate?

After driving Bridget home, Jacob left.

At the house of the Jones Family.

Daisy was still awake, waiting for Bridget in the living room.

She couldn't fall asleep without asking Bridget about this thing clearly.

Bridget frowned. "It's late. Why are you sitting there, instead of having some sleep?”

Daisy looked at her. "I'm waiting for you. Come here and I have something to ask.”

Bridget changed her shoes and walked towards her.

She sat on the sofa. "Go ahead.”

"When did you and Jacob get together? No, when were you two in a relationship? How come I didn't notice anything before?" After calming down, Daisy also felt there was something wrong. Bridget leaned on the sofa and squinted at her. "A while ago. I didn't choose to be with Edward because of ... Jacob."

Bridget lied, not nervous at all.

Daisy pondered for a moment and asked, "Really?"

"Of course.”

Daisy stared at Bridget and noticed nothing. Daisy finally believed her.

She held Bridget's hand. "Jacob has been with your brother for more than a decade. He's familiar to us. I expect nothing but your happiness..."

After that, she couldn't say anything.

Bridget took her arm. "It's late. I'll walk you upstairs and you can get some rest."

Bridget was afraid that Daisy would cry in the living room and Arya might hear it.

In the morning, Mr. Jones took Ryan to go jogging in the park.

Although Ryan was still young, he grew much taller and stronger than him at his age. With black hair, fair skin, big bright eyes, and a clearer facial outline, he seemed to resemble the appearance of Xavier.

The only difference was the body figure.

He was wearing a white and blue sports suit and pure white sneakers, and had sweats on his face. Mr. Jones wiped his face. "Ryan, tell me about your dream.”

Ryan blinked and shouted, "My goal is to be a general!"

"That's promising.” Mr. Jones handed him the water. "Are you thirsty?"

Ryan shook his head. "No, I can run two more laps."

Mr. Jones caressed his hair. "That's all for today. Rome was not built in a day.”

Ryan looked up at him. "What about one more lap?"

What he said was not to please Mr. Jones, but he meant it. After seeing Mr. Jones's military medals, he found those medals cool. He swore to be a person like his grandfather, and even more powerful than him.

Mr. Jones said, "Okay, I will run with you this time.”

Then they ran along the outer circle of the garden.

This scene could be seen in this park every day.

It was said that 'Closeness skips a generation’ and there might be a reason for this saying.

When Xavier was young, Mr. Jones never had the time to be his company.

But it was different when it came to his grandson.

After running, Mr. Jones and Ryan walked back home.

At the gate, a woman walked around with a child in her arms, occasionally glancing inside. "Who's that woman, grandpa?" Ryan looked up at Mr. Jones.