Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 11

Xavier paused. It seemed that he had not expected she would do that.

He looked down at the arms hugging his waist with meaningful eyes.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I..."

Arya was speechless.

"Just say what you want. Don't use this impulsive method. You should keep your dignity to win the respect of others."

Arya withdrew her arms and slowly clenched her hands, feeling flustered and ashamed.

She was overwhelmed by the thought of revenge.

And she let Xavier think she was a woman who could even sell herself.

Arya lowered her head and did not even dare to look at Xavier's face, afraid that he would look at her with mockery and disgust.

'Ding dong.'

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Xavier glanced at Arya and strode to open the door.

It was Jacob, Xavier's chief assistant. He was holding a bag of clothes. When he saw the woman standing in the living room, he was stunned.

He thought it would be Harriet. But he saw an unfamiliar woman.

'Who is this woman?'

He knew that Xavier had no other woman after he accidentally slept with Harriet four years ago. But who the hell the woman was?

The assistant stared at Arya with gossipy eyes. 'Was it a one-night stand or is she Mr. Jones' mistress?'

'What a good night they had enjoyed that even the clothes were torn?'

Xavier was impatient, his brows were wrinkled, and his tone was as cold as the winter wind. "Have you seen enough?"

Jacob quickly withdrew his gaze, but he couldn't control his curiosity. "Who is she?"

"Do you have the right to ask about my matters?"

Jacob smiled obsequiously. "I thought it was Miss Harrison..."

"You can go now."

Before Jacob could finish his sentence, Xavier interrupted him. He took the clothes in his hand and closed the door.

He turned around and found that Arya was still there.

Xavier handed the clothes over. "Try them."

She grabbed the clothes and quickly returned to the room.

As soon as the door was closed, she leaned against it, closed her eyes, and swallowed all the bitterness down.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no emotion in them anymore.

She changed her clothes. They didn't fit her very well, but she was content.

She walked out of the room and found Xavier was still in the living room. She said as if nothing had happened, "I gotta go."

She opened the door and was about to leave but Xavier's voice came. "Are you sure you can go back on your own?"