Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 236

Before Rosalind could finish her sentence, Vincent grabbed her hair and bumped into the window. Being a man, how could he allow his wife to say that he was infertile? How could he bear this humiliation?

Rosalind winced in pain when her head hit the glass. She felt a warm liquid flowing down her forehead. She held her head in both hands. She knew he was a bastard, but she didn't expect him to hurt her. Ever since they married, she had never done anything wrong to him. She only wanted to run their marriage well. But he didn't cherish it.

Rosalind was dizzy, and she couldn't see Vincent's face clearly. She squinted at him. "Vincent, I'm giving you a chance. You'll regret what you did to me."

Slap!

Vincent slapped Rosalind, "I don't need your chance. You can't have a child yourself. How dare you frame me?!"

Vincent felt that Rosalind had humiliated him deeply.

Rosalind's face was burning with pain. She had persisted for so long but still did not wait for him to change his mind. At this moment, she was disappointed. She raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips and looked up at Vincent, "Let's divorce."

Vincent gritted his teeth and grabbed Rosalind's collar, shouting at her, "Don't think about it!"

Even if she wanted to divorce, it couldn't be at this time. He was about to run for office. The news of the divorce would have a bad impact on him.

He wouldn't be so stupid. At this time, Vincent became angrier with Rosalind as she didn't support him and made trouble for him.

Rosalind had always felt guilty about being infertile. She had indulged him outside in seeking carnal pleasure, but she didn't get any sincerity from him.

Rosalind was heartbroken as if what she insisted on and her guilty was like a joke.

Rosalind wanted to laugh at her stupidity when she looked at her husband but she couldn't. "Vincent, you'd better let go of me. I will not guarantee what I will do to ruin your career."

Vincent pushed Rosalind away with all his strength. He was too strong that Rosalind's head hit the window again. Rosalind was knocked unconscious. He was afraid of being found out and didn't take Rosalind to the hospital. Instead, he drove home.

In the evening, Arya returned to the hospital from the company and walked into the ward. The doctor was examining Xavier. Arya walked in slowly and looked at the doctor and asked, "How is he?"

The doctor wrote down the records on the case and then looked up at Arya. "The wound is recovering well."

It was still the same answer.

Arya stood quietly on the bed. Suddenly, she shouted, "Xavier, wake up and look at me!"

Xavier's hand under the quilt moved slightly. Subconsciously, he could feel someone calling him, wanting to respond, but his body did not listen to him.

He could only quietly feel the suppressed pain of the person who called him.

Arya's eyes were a little blurry. She lay down on the bed and looked at his tightly closed eyes. She was very disappointed and reached out to caress him. "Do you know that I miss you? I miss you very much."

She wanted to talk to him and see what he would do when he knew she was pregnant.

Arya buried her head in his arms and her shoulders moved slightly. She didn't want to cry, but she didn't hold back.

The room was quiet except for the faint sobbing and the ticking of the second hand...

Xavier's closed eyes moved slightly and again after a while. This time, they moved more violently than the last time, and his eyes slowly opened eventually. Because he hadn't seen light for a long time, it was too bright to open his eyes. He closed his eyes gently and tried to open them again after a while. After a few repetitions, his eyes adapted to the light.