Your Love Is My Weapon

Before he could finish speaking, the general picked up the gun from the table and aimed it at Xavier. Nata reached out to hold the muzzle.

"I can't change a country’s war, and I can't give you the money. If I give it to you, I will be involved in this endless war for no reason. However, I can do other things for you. I wonder if you have the patience to hear me finish?"

Xavier was good at negotiating. However, it was his first time negotiating with a soldier, but he remained calm.

Nata held the general's hand. "Why don't you listen to him first?"

She had never pleaded for someone like this before. The general watched Nata, kept silent for a few seconds, and put down his gun.

"Xavier, you are not rejecting me for your own life now!" The general slammed the gun on the table, still unhappy with Xavier's refusal.

It was a warning!

"I can't fund you to buy war equipment, but I'm willing to raise an education fund to ensure that the orphans here have better living and learning conditions..."

"Does it do any good for me?" The general was impatient.

What he needed was money!

Xavier didn't care, but continued, "Have you thought that these orphans might create a future for this place?”

During these days, he had been lying in bed recuperating and thinking a lot. Soldiers considered problems from the perspective of weapons, but he analyzed problems from the perspective of the economy. He uniquely negotiated with this soldier.

This was also the solution he came up with because those children and women needed better care. Only when good conditions were provided would there be greater development.

"These orphans can get better education abroad and they don't need to care about the war here. They are not only the future here. They may become talents here. Even if there is no war here, one day they will rebuild this place because they have seen the cruelty here." Xavier softened his tone, "I really can't meet your request. Instead of letting me take the risk, it's better to plan in the long run..."

If he funded the military equipment, undoubtedly he showed his attitude of supporting the war. He would not only be involved in this but also need to take other serious consequences. His opponents would definitely not allow him to fund them. At that time, he would come to no good end, and they would not get any financial help.

How about providing funding for those orphans?

He was rich and was willing to spend it on those children.

The company had a charity event every year, and he had many channels. It was not difficult for him. There was a long silence.

Xavier didn't say anything more and was waiting for his answer.

He also wanted to do something for the innocent orphans.

Now he only needed an answer.

Nata looked at Xavier. For some reason, she was moved by his words.

And that was also what she most wanted to do in her heart. She looked at the general and said, "I think this is feasible. Actually... What we want is the future.”

Those children were their future.

The general raised his head and covered his face with hands. After a long silence, he sat up straight. "I'll give you two months. I want to see your perfect plan which can be carried out smoothly.”

A long-term and flawless plan concerned all aspects. Two months was not a long time, so he must hurry up.

Nata stood up. "I'll see you off."

After walking out of the room, Nata looked at him. "Mr. Jones, thank you."

Xavier looked at the children playing not far away, his eyes tinged with gentleness. "They need a good environment for growth and learning.”

"You must be a good father and a good husband. When all things are over, I will send you back safely.” She was so serious and determined.

Xavier's eyes rested on her face for a second and he walked out.

Nata looked at Xavier's back. Although he didn't promise to help them in the war, she was already surprised that he could think so thoroughly about the children here. He didn't belong here at all. He had a family, and they were waiting for him to come home...

For Xavier, in the past few months, he had never given up going back home...

Late at night, in the Jones Family's house.

It was quiet inside.

Arya leaned into Xavier's arms and gently stroked the scar behind his ear. "Was it painful at that time?"

A few short months was really long for him, like a dream, a little unreal, but he knew very well that ruins, churches, children, and the army were all so real.

He left, not knowing what would happen there, but he didn't want to think about it. All he knew was that his plan was completed. He used his previous overseas funds to invest in an education fund to bring long-term stability to those children.

He tilted his head and looked at Ayra. In the past few months, he had given all his energy to the children, and now he wanted to give more love to her and their children.

Because he was not only a husband, but also a father.

"Arya, I miss you. I always dreamed of you."

"What did you dream about?"

"I can hug you to sleep every day. When I wake up in the morning, you hug me like this.”

"Hug me to sleep?”

Arya didn't know when she fell asleep. She felt that she fell asleep until dawn.

She slept deeply, maybe because he was by her side.

"Xavier..."

Thinking of what he said last night, she wanted to hug him.

However, no one...

Arya suddenly opened her eyes. There was nothing around her. The bed was so cold that no one seemed to have slept on this side.

Was it my own dream?

But everything was so real. She lifted the quilt and came down. She opened the door and walked out without wearing her shoes. There was no one in the living room. The places her eyes touched were empty. Where was everyone?

Where was Xavier?

No, no, it wasn't a dream. She was going to find him...

She ran to open the door barefoot in her pajamas...

"Arya."