Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 292

Cullen greeted him first in the parking lot. "Hello, kid, do you live here too?"

Ryan nodded.

Nanny Joy picked up Ryan and asked, "Do you know this man?"

Ryan shook his head and said, "No."

She frowned. Why did this man say hello to Ryan since he didn't even know him?

Cullen just thought it was too coincidental. He had seen Ryan last time in Eastlawn Cemetery, and now he met him here today. He wanted to take the opportunity to ask about his mother.

In the end, Nanny Joy was not willing to let Ryan speak with a stranger and carried him upstairs.

Now that there were so many traffickers, she had to guard against him.

The Deputy asked in a low voice, "Do you like that child?"

Cullen sighed slightly, "I want to know if Harriet is Danielle's child."

The Deputy understood, "It shouldn't be long before the results come."

Cullen nodded. "I'm tired. Help me upstairs."

The Deputy wheeled him upstairs.

Ryan went upstairs and Arya was still taking a nap. Nanny Joy wanted to go to the supermarket, but she didn't want to wake Arya up, so she took Ryan out. Now they would cook at home. Although there was everything in the restaurant downstairs, they were tired of eating there.

Besides, it was not a Chinese restaurant, which was clearly not to their tastes. Arya didn't want to eat in the restaurant, so they cooked at home.

Nanny Joy wanted to cook chicken soup, but there was no chicken at home.

After Nanny Joy took Ryan away, the room quieted down.

Even if this was a hotel, the soundproof effect was very good. And they stayed on the top floor, so it was almost far away from the disturbance below.

Arya woke up from a dream scared.

She dreamed that she was bleeding...

She was drenched in sweat and her mind flashed red as she held the quilt.

After a long time, she finally calmed down. The dream was the opposite of reality. She comforted herself.

She was sweating all over, her throat was in pain and she wanted to drink water. Her lips were dry, and there was no one in the room.

She lifted the quilt, put on her slippers, opened the door, and walked out of the bedroom. She drank some warm water in the living room.

Her throat was much more comfortable after drinking the water.

She didn't want to go out. She nestled on the sofa, took the remote control on the table, and turned on the TV. She didn't want to watch it, just didn't want the room to be so quiet.

It was getting dark outside, and there were some voices from the TV. She didn't know what it was playing, and her thoughts were drifting away.

Just as she was distracted, her cell phone rang in the room.

She sat still.

After it was ringing again, she got up and went to the bedroom to get her phone.

When she saw the caller ID on the screen, her calmness was replaced by strangeness and complication.

After a while, she pressed the answer button, "Hello."

"You didn't want to answer my call, did you?"

She looked down at the table and said, "That's not true."

At this point, Jasper didn't want to get tangled up at this. It was meaningless.

"I'm getting married."

It was not that he had gotten over Arya, but that his mother had threatened him to get married to his fiancée.

Since it wasn't with Arya, he didn't care who he married.

She was stunned and asked, "When?"

"The second day of August."

There was silence.

"I didn't call you to express my feelings or to announce the news. I just wanted you to know." That was all. He still remembered the first time he saw her. She was covered in blood, holding his trousers tightly, begging him to save her and her child.

"I'll go to the wedding."

She blessed him. It was so good for him to find a good woman and spend the rest of his life with her.

He hung up.