Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 302

Deputy pushed Cullen to the door with the file bag in his hand. Nanny Joy looked back at Arya and asked for her opinion.

Arya put down the bowl in her hand, walked over, and said, "Let him in."

She knew what she should do.

She heard Xavier and Cullen talk in the room last time.

Cullen looked up and down at Arya.

She did look a little like Danielle.

But he sighed slightly at her outfit.

She heard about it and asked Deputy to make a thorough investigation.

He never expected Harriet to have gone so far.

But it was not strange when he thought that she was so scheming that she could impersonate Arya.

He didn't want to punish Harriet anymore. Although she was vicious, Harriet did make him happy at first. Now she had received due punishment.

Besides, he should be lenient.

Cullen hinted at Deputy to give it to Arya. He was so excited and anxious that he didn't know how to explain it.

Deputy handed the file bag to Arya with both hands.

Arya looked up at Deputy who lowered his head and reached out to take the file bag.

Xavier provided Arya's blood to Cullen. He didn't draw her blood. Of course, Xavier would not allow drawing her blood for the test.

He couldn't bear to hurt her at all, especially when she was in the deepest sorrow.

Edward cleaned her scratch in her hand and blood was taken at that time.

Arya lowered her head slightly. Ignoring a long list of technical terms, she directly fixed her eyes on the final result.

"It's my son who did the test with you." Cullen looked at Arya, his voice thick and hoarse. "Do you understand?"

Arya was tightly gripping the paper. She had thought of this result because Richard had said that her mother died for love.

She had already prepared herself for Cullen's arrival. But now she still didn't know how to face it. She didn't know whether it was joy or contradiction. The mixed feelings welled up in her mind.

Cullen knew that for a moment, she might not be able to abruptly accept him as her family member.

Moreover, she was having a difficult time. He was willing to give her more time to calm down.

He reached out his hand to Arya. His palm furrowed, weathered, and crumpled like old bark. This was a testament to time.

Arya looked at him. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised her hand, and put it into his palm. His palm was not soft, and it was very rough. But it was extremely warm. When Cullen held her hand, the warmth passed through her hand to the whole body.

At this moment, a lump came into her throat.

"I'm staying in this hotel, room 902. Can you come to me when you calm down?" His voice was a little vicissitude but gentle.

His voice was gentle. Perhaps he was a fierce and decisive officer when he was young, but at this moment, he was an old man.

He was also yearning for family and warmth.

His eyes were not as bright as when he was young, and they were already covered with a layer of haze.

Arya nodded gently.

Cullen relaxed and smiled, which deepened his wrinkles.

"Good." Cullen was so happy that he suddenly coughed.

Deputy quickly smoothed his back as if he was used to his old disease. Deputy handled it well. When Cullen eased some of his symptoms, Deputy bent over and whispered in his ear, "You should take your medicine. Let's go back first."

Cullen waved his hand and refused, "I'm fine. I'm fine. What are you fussing about?"