Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 119

Xavier paused. Looking at her sweaty face, he was a little confused. 'I haven't done anything yet. Why is she like this?'

Arya's lips turned pale because of her backache. Her forehead was covered with sweats.

Looking at her with a complicated look, Xavier asked, "What did you mean?"

'Why did she thank me?'

Arya pursed her lips and said, "Well, I know it was Louis's conspiracy. If it hadn't been for you, both Ryan and I would have been hurt. I want to repay you, but…"

Xavier was stunned. His Adam's apple rolled up and down. "So you did this?"

Arya bit her lips for a few seconds and tried to say calmly, "I know you look down on me. I know that I'm impure and don't deserve your pity. You're right. I'm nothing but a sex toy for you."

She was trying not to cry, but still failed at last. Tears were rolling down like beads. She wiped her tears and lowered her head. "I'm sorry."

Seeing her like this, Xavier felt depressed.

He pretended to be calm and said, "You owe me."

He dressed her. His face turned stiff as he saw the dark red blood on the table. She was in an abnormal condition.

Arya also saw it and said, "Sorry." She grabbed a tissue to wipe it. Xavier held her hand, "It's okay."

Xavier put his coat on her, covering the blood on her body. As he was close, Arya could smell the chilly smell, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco.

Looking down at his hand, she suddenly hugged Xavier's waist. She buried her head in his arms. Suddenly, she didn't want to pretend to be tough anymore, tears flowing down her cheeks. "I thought I was brave. I thought that no matter what I encountered, I could face up to it. But when I knew that was a conspiracy, I realized that I was not tough at all."

Xavier froze for a second, then held her in his arms, and comforted her, "I know."

"No, you have no idea. You don't know my injury or my pain."

No one knew the pain in her heart.

Xavier had never seen her like this. His fingers wiped away her tears. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Arya shook her head. "I'll go back. I'll be fine after drinking a cup of brown sugar water."

She used to have dysmenorrhea, but it wasn't so severe. Maybe she caught a cold yesterday.

Xavier walked to the desk and dialed a number. "Get the car ready. Yes, now."

He hung up the phone and held Arya in his arms, ignoring that they were in the company.

When they walked through the corridor, the workers were staring at them. 'Is she the boss's new girlfriend?'

When they got out of the elevator, the receptionist was stunned and keyed up. 'Fortunately, this woman doesn't harbor resentment. If she were as domineering as Harriet, I would get fired.'

Arya was held in Xavier's arms, so she didn't see others' gaze.

In the car, Arya quietly rested in Xavier's arms. He lowered his head and saw her hair sticking to her forehead. So, he combed it and asked her, "Does it hurt?"

"Yes."

She didn't make it up. Her waist seemed to be pricked by a needle.

Xavier coaxed her as if she was a child, "It won't hurt if I massage you."

His hands slid into her clothes and gently massaged her waist. His palms were burning hot. Surprisingly, it really eased the pain.

His gentleness at the moment made Arya's heart throb.

Arya looked up at Xavier's face, but he didn't look at her. What she saw was only his perfectly shaped jaw and his unreadable expression.

Arya looked down in depression. She knew that there was a thorn in Xavier's heart.