Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 304

Arya looked up and saw a determined but unusually cold face.

"Give my son back!" Madam Clinton rushed up crazily to grab Arya, but she couldn't even touch her because Xavier was protecting her.

Madam Clinton cried out with deep grief. "It's all because of you. It's all because of you that my son died. Give my son back to me..."

"Why are you standing there? Go to find the security guards." Xavier turned to look at Nanny Joy, who was standing there in a daze.

Then Nanny Joy regained her senses from the shock. "I'll go now."

Madam Clinton was still clinging to Xavier's clothes. Her hands were covered in red paint and smelled bad. She completely ignored it and only wanted to grab Arya. "I'm going to kill you to avenge my son. If it weren't for you, he would have married. My son is so young, but now he has died. How can I survive this kind of pain?"

Madam Clinton sat down on the ground, crying, shouting, and patting her thighs with both hands. "Why aren't you the victim?" She got up and continued to pull Xavier madly. "She is an ominous woman. Why are you protecting her..."

At this moment, the security guards came up and grabbed Madam Clinton, who was crying and screaming.

Madam Clinton shouted. "Let me go, let me go!"

Xavier also became angry. He glared at the security guards who were holding Madam Clinton. "Do you still want this job?"

The two security guards suddenly shivered and immediately dragged her away.

Arya pursed her lips and did not say anything.

Xavier took a breath and told the two security guards. "Don't hurt her. And be careful since now. Remember that our hotel is only available for guests."

The security guards nodded repeatedly. "It's our fault. I promise this is the last time, sir."

Madam Clinton was still swearing, but her voice grew smaller and smaller and it slowly disappeared in the corridor.

Nanny Joy walked over and asked worriedly, "Is everything okay?"

Xavier let go of Arya without even looking at her. He turned around and walked into the elevator.

Leaving Arya standing there. The farce just now seemed to be a dream. It's both real and illusory.

It was hard to tell whether it was true or not.

"Madam, are you okay?" Arya looked at Nanny Joy's shocked face, shook her head and said, "I'm fine."

"Fortunately, Xavier appeared in time, otherwise..."

Before Nanny Joy could finish her sentence, Arya had already walked into the elevator. Just now Madam Clinton splashed a bucket of paint on Xavier, which must have stained him. It was hard to get paint off one's body, and its smell was so pungent.

Back in the room, Arya could still feel the pungent smell. Xavier had already thrown his coat into the trash can. Nanny Joy glanced at Arya, pulled out the plastic bag in the trash can, and threw it outside.

The sound of flowing water reminded Arya that someone was taking shower in the bathroom. Arya knew it was Xavier. He loved to keep neat and he couldn't stand the paint on his body.

Nanny Joy came in and saw Arya standing there.

She sighed, "Can you lie to yourself?"

Just now, she was so concerned, so worried, and followed him so fast. It's obvious that she still cared about him so much.

"It's not worth hurting the living," Nanny Joy said sincerely.

During this period, she was deliberately torturing herself and the people around her.

Nanny Joy knew she was sad, but sadness couldn't last for so long.

Arya looked at Nanny Joy in a daze.

In fact, she understood all this, but she couldn't accept his death and continue her happy life.

She couldn't let it go in a short time.

Nanny Joy looked at Arya and sighed slightly. It might not work even if she kept talking. She had to figure it out herself.

Since today Xavier was at home, Nanny Joy deliberately made an excuse and left.