Your Love Is My Weapon

Mr. Jones looked at his wife. "It doesn't matter where he comes from. As long as he works hard, and your daughter likes him."

He didn't care about that.

In his opinion, he just wanted his future daughter-in-law and future son-in-law to be good and decent people.

And he loved his daughter very much.

As a soldier, he naturally wanted his son to become a soldier too.

However, Xavier disagreed with him and insisted on doing business.

It was Xavier's sister who followed him to the army.

In a sense, Bridget fulfilled Mr. Jones's dream.

Because she was a girl, she suffered a lot in the army.

So he loved his daughter even more.

"Yes, you're right. The most important thing is that they love each other.”

Daisy knew her husband's temper, so she said obediently to him.

Although she really wanted to know what kind of man her daughter had fallen in love with, she didn't ask any more questions. She would ask her husband when they got home.

Mr. Jones seemed to have thought of something. His expression became solemn and he sighed slightly.

Daisy caressed her husband's back. "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

Mr. Jones didn't want to spoil the mood.

He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Let's eat.”

Daisy served her husband soup, and Xavier sat beside his father without saying a word,

His expression was faint, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Harriet took the initiative to say. "Xavier, it's Marshal's fault and I've scolded him. Please don't be angry."

Xavier's lips curled into a mocking arc.

“The sun would rise from the west if Marshal admitted his mistake.’

It was just that he didn't want to get into it, but from the bottom of his heart, he loathed Marshal. "I don't bother myself to intervene for your sake. But, there is a bottom line in everything. I don't care what he's doing out there, don't involve me. I'm giving you a heads up today, so don't blame me for not warning you.”

"Xavier, she knows she's wrong. Just let it go." It was rare for her husband to come back. Daisy didn't want to make the atmosphere unpleasant.

"Daisy, it's my fault for not taking good care of my brother. My dad only has one son, and he had spoiled him. That's why my brother did that. I'll talk to him when I get back.” Harriet said helplessly. Daisy sighed. 'How can a sister discipline a foppish brother whose parents couldn't even control him?*

Daisy patted Harriet's hand, "It's okay. Xavier won't be angry with you..."

At this moment, Xavier's phone on the table rang.

Arya brought Sunny back. Sunny kept saying that she was fine and giving Arya a reassuring look. But even she hid in the bathroom, Arya could still hear her sobbing.

Sunny thought that the sound of the water could cover her voice.

But Arya still heard it.

She knew the reason why Sunny lied to her was to reassure her.

How could a woman fall into the hands of those jerks without anything happening to her?

The more Sunny be like this, the more guilty Arya felt.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Arya remembered the image of Harriet holding Xavier's arm.. Harriet's happy smile was like a knife, piercing Arya's heart.

Her happiness was built on the pain of Arya.

Arya wanted to destroy that happiness.

She called Xavier.

Harriet was surprised when she saw the name on Xavier's phone at the dinner table.

Arya?

It was obviously a woman's name

Daisy also saw it.

Daisy deliberately diverting Harriet's attention, "Harriet, I want to eat the sweet and sour fish in front of you. Can you put it on my side?"

Harriet came back to her senses and quickly brought the dish to Daisy.

Xavier's expression did not change, and he directly picked up the phone at the table.

"Hmm?"

Arya held the phone tightly and said softly, "Where are you?"

It was the first time Xavier had heard her helpless and frightened tone.

He began to worry for no reason. "What's wrong?"

"I want to see you."

Xavier frowned slightly and leaned back against the back of the chair.

This woman had a purpose every time she offered him a favor.

He guessed this time was no exception.

But he really wanted to see what she wanted to do.

He said okay and hung up.

"You're so busy that you can't have a good meal with us.” Mr. Jones said solemnly.

Mr. Jones was still angry at the fact that Xavier didn't listen to him back then.

Xavier felt uncomfortable and wiped his hands that were not dirty with a wet towel. After wiping his hands, he threw the wet towel lightly on the dining table and said, "Not only can the chief be busy, but I'm also very busy."

Then he left.

Mr. Jones slammed the table angrily. "What did he mean?"

Daisy quickly comforted her husband.

"There must be a lot of things going on in such a big company. Don't be angry." Daisy patted her husband's back.

Mr. Jones had been very busy and had not spent much time with Xavier since he was a child. When Xavier was 19 years old, Mr. Jones announced to his family that he wanted Xavier to join the army.

But Xavier resisted and said forcefully, "You didn't take care of me since I was a child. Why should you arrange my future life?"

Like the children of ordinary families, he had gone through a rebellious period.

At that time, he was disobedient.

Although he was always outwardly unenthusiastic towards his father and would even say a few words against his father, he respected him in his heart.

He pretended not to care about his father, but he cared more about his father's reputation than anyone else.

His father was an upright and selfless military leader.

He would never let himself get involved in something that would embarrass his father.

His respect and love were hidden in his heart.

Xavier left the restaurant and drove to Arya's place.

This was the first time he had come up.

As soon as the door opened, Arya hugged him tightly.

She was like an injured animal.

Xavier held her quietly, suppressing his emotions.

"What's wrong?"

Arya said in a muffled voice, "Our relationship seems to have been known."

Arya finally let go of Xavier and looked at him directly. "I don't know exactly who it is, but they found someone to try to rape me."

She deliberately said in a vague way.

But she was sure that Xavier would be able to figure out who could hate her so much for having such a position.

And for being the person who stayed by his side.

She did it on purpose. She decided to fight back by using Xavier, the Harrison Family's proudest son-in-law.

Xavier's face darkened. He noticed her bloody hand and his face turned completely cold.

A moment ago he had been a little unconvinced by her, but he believed her now and was a little flustered.

Arya didn't clean up the wound on her hand on purpose. She just wanted Xavier to see it.

Xavier was not foolish, but his mind was disturbed by his concern.

"I secretly cut the rope with a glass crumb and escaped, that's why my hand was hurt.”