Your Love Is My Weapon

After a month, something sensational happened in W City, even shocking the whole country. The criminal gang which had always been dominating and even made the police helpless

collapsed overnight.

The police seized dozens of tons of unfinished white flour, destroyed more than a dozen underground processing plants. Nearly 200 people were arrested. This was the biggest drugs raid in the past ten years, with the most criminals arrested and contraband seized.

In an instant, the news was spread wide. Citizens all highly praised the police and gave them the thumbs up.

All they knew was that a lot of people were injured and even killed that night, with a few policemen sacrificed as well.

However, it hadn't been noticed that a woman spent her whole life doing one thing.

Although she had gone wrong in the middle of her lifetime, she finally got back on track.

The incident had a great impact. The police in the entire W City got busy, with much relevant follow- up work underway.

Arya was not shocked by it. Seeing Bella before, she could feel that it would come sooner or later. But she didn't expect it to be so soon

It was not hard for her to imagine that the police would not have easily alerted the enemy if they were not fully sure that they would succeed.

Arya closed the computer and rubbed her aching eyebrows with her elbow against the table. Suddenly, the door of her office was knocked on. Arya tried keeping her emotions in check, but the exhaustion still existed. She said slowly. "Come in."

Jacob pushed the door open and walked in, looking a little serious.

Arya thought he was to talk about the news these days, so she said faintly, "I've already got it."

Eh?

Got it?

"You know?" Jacob said doubtfully.

Arya looked up. The news was so hot, how could she not hear about it?

Wait, were they talking about the different thing?

"What do you want to say?" Arya asked.

"Are you going back?" Jacob thought for a while and told her the truth, “Madam wants me back to the Old Residence.”

Arya's breathing paused slightly. She could probably guess what it was for.

Thinking of this, she suppressed her voice. "Jacob, what about thinking more about it?"

The other party shook his head. "I've already made a deal with Bridget."

Arya who actually failed to change the situation sighed and said, "Whatever. I just hope you have no regrets.”

Then, Arya stood up and walked out, with Jacob following.

Jacob drove out of the company and Arya sat in the back.

Unusually dull and silent, neither of them spoke.

Only Daisy and Mr. Jones were at home, and the rest were asked to leave.

The house was filled with silence.

"Come in."

A little solemn and dull.

Daisy had already told Mr. Jones the relationship between Jacob and Bridget.

During this period, Jacob came to the house more frequently than before. Besides reporting to Arya, he often came to Bridget.

It seemed that they got along quite well, and the two elders looked quite satisfied and comforted. "I heard about you and Bridget.” Mr. Jones sat straight on the sofa, looking extremely serious Jacob lowered his head and listened carefully.

"As you know, Bridget has married once before.”

Jacob replied, "I know. It doesn't matter. I've had girlfriends before as well.”

He seemed to be frank enough

Actually, Jacob hadn't had a so-called girlfriend before.

But as a man with physiological needs, he had cuddled with someone before.

Mr. Jones was quite satisfied with his frankness. It was normal for Jacob to have had a girlfriend since he was not a teenager now.

"You and Bridget are not young anymore. I mean, don't delay your marriage. If your family have free time, they'd better come over..."

Jacob clenched his hands, serious and calm. "There is no need. I can make decisions myself. They are far away so it's not convenient.”

Jacob had brought his parents over before, but they were used to the life in their hometown and reluctant to leave.

He also had an elder brother who had got married. The two elders were taken good care of by his elder brother in the hometown. They were old and not in good health, so Jacob didn't want to tire them out. Used to living in the countryside, they would have difficulty changing their habits and adapting to life here.

Besides, they didn't plan to hold a wedding ceremony. What they thought was to choose an auspicious day to get the certificate and invited the family to have dinner. There was no need to bother.

Jacob rarely went back to his hometown.

He almost stayed here all the time.

"Let's keep a low profile. Just pick a date to get the certificate and have a meal together. What do you think?" Daisy had discussed this with Mr. Jones before and drawn this conclusion.

"Okay." Jacob agreed. "Auntie, please choose the date for us.”

Jacob called Daisy “auntie” now. Daisy was surprised and slowly curled her lips. "Okay, I'll see which day is proper.”

Arya never said a word.

After they reached an agreement, Arya stood up and Jacob stopped her.

"Hmm?"

"May I have a few words with you alone?" Jacob stood up and asked.

Arya's eyes narrowed slightly. "Then come with me.”

The man followed Arya to the backyard, stood under the big tree and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Don’t you approve of my marriage to Bridget?"

The other party remained silent.

It was like acquiescence.

Jacob pursed his dry lips. "Xavier is not here. I want your approval.”

Arya turned to him, her eyes darkening. "You're messing around, and want me to follow?"

Jacob looked serious. "No. I've pondered it."

"Can you never regret this decision and always be good to Bridget, no matter what happens?"

The man nodded. "Even if I don't have love with her, I will treat her well and be loyal to her."

Arya looked at him for a long, long time...

Finally, she said in a soft tone. "She's been hurt. I don't want her to be hurt again.”

"I understand. Don't worry." Jacob promised affirmatively.

Arya did not say anything more.

The marriage was settled. In early October, Daisy decided that October 12 was the wedding day. The couple then went to get their certificates.

Nanny May, Nanny Joy, and Arya played with two babies and Ryan out in the backyard.

Arya was wearing a dress with a camel-colored windbreaker and a belt around her waist, making her look slender.

She was holding Max in her arms, Nanny Joy was holding Ramona, and Ryan was painting on the drawing board beside Nanny May.

At this time, it seemed a little cold with the breeze.

Afraid that Max would be cold, Arya wrapped him up.

"Arya, Bridget is back." Daisy stood at the door of the backyard and said.

Arya stood up with her son in her arms and walked inside.

Although there was no wedding ceremony, the newlyweds both put on new clothes, showing their great attention.

The bride wore light makeup on her face, looking quite beautiful. They stood together and looked well matched.

Arya bent her eyebrows, walked towards them, smoothed Bridget's curly hair and said, "Wish you the best.”

Bridget smiled. "We will."

The mahogany round table was already set with delicious food on it. Nanny Joy, Nanny May and the children were all at the table, making it alive and happy, with a hint of festivity.

Arya's lips had been curving up all the time.

After lunch, she went out alone.

Instead of driving, she walked along the roadside. A bus stopped at the stop sign on the roadside and passengers got on one by one. Arya unconsciously followed them into the bus.

She sat down by the window in the last row.

Having no idea where her destination was or where the bus was going

The scenery outside quickly slid past the bus window.

She stared at it in a daze, expressionless.

The bus finally stopped at the terminal. Everyone got off and she followed as well.

Then she continued walking aimlessly.

Until she saw the screen which was playing an advertisement in front of a mansion and was attracted.

It was an ad about a wedding ring. The heroine was in a wedding dress while the hero was in a straight white suit, making them well-matched. At the moment the hero put the heroine's wedding ring on, the advertising verbals appeared on the side and rang -- Catch one's heart, never be apart... The scene was still romantic.

But her vision was blurred and she was unable to see anything clearly.

Unconsciously, she reached out her right hand to touch the ring on her left nameless finger.

She was immersed in a certain kind of sadness, completely unaware that behind her, a pair of deep and hot eyes were gazing at her...