Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 428

At noon, the sun was a little warm and slightly dazzling. Arya sat in a café by the window.

She stirred the coffee with a spoon absent-mindedly.

She seemed to be waiting for someone.

But she didn't wait too long.

Janet walked in. But seeing Arya, she paused for a few seconds and then strode over. Before sitting down, she asked nervously, "What happened to my child?"

Arya looked at Janet's nervous expression and panicked for a moment. Janet probably cared about the child very much.

"He's fine."

Hearing this, Janet breathed a sigh of relief, sitting down.

But thinking of Arya wanting to see her, Janet became worried again. "Why do you want to see me?" Janet asked.

Arya did not answer immediately but asked the waiter to serve Janet a cup of coffee. Janet hurried over and was indeed thirsty. She picked up the coffee and took a swig of it.

Arya said slowly, "We have picked a name for the child. Max."

"You give him a good name." Janet clenched her fists tightly under the table.

She was not as calm as she pretended.

She was a little bitter.

"It's not me. Bridget did." Arya said coolly.

Janet was shocked.

The reason why she asked Arya to raise the child before naming him was that she wanted Arya to give him a name. It was better for their mother-child bonding.

"Don't you like him?" Janet blurted out with disapproval.

Caring was sometimes not an advantage. She was worried that Arya didn't love the child, or that Arya didn't raise the child as Janet expected, so Janet almost lost control.

Arya looked at her but did not speak, waiting for her to calm down. Arya lowered her eyes and slowly stirred the coffee.

Janet realized that she was too agitated and gradually calmed down. "Do you want to tell me anything?"

With great deliberation, she said, "I understand you, but I can't agree. You can't impose your views on others. As the child's grandparents, they have the right to know..."

Before Arya could finish, Janet stood up with agitation. "What do you mean? You don't want..."

"Can you hear me out?" Arya said discontentedly.

Janet couldn't calm down. "How do you know?"

"You don't have to know that. You still have a chance to change your mind. I don't want you to have regrets about the child, and I don't want the child to resent anyone when he grows up. I know you want him to have a better living environment, but you've overlooked that I might not love him as much as you, a biological mother."

Janet pursed her lips and remained silent, her face slightly pale. She knew that Arya was somewhat reasonable.

"A caring environment could make him a better man than material wealth." Arya put her hands on the table. "If you still think it's good for him to grow up under my care, I can still help you. But you must allow Jasper's parents to know about his existence and come to visit him."

Janet lowered her head and did not speak.

Arya was not in a hurry and waited patiently for her answer.

"I grew up in a family that values men over women. I have suffered more than others. I thought that when I grew up, I would be able to take care of myself and break off all relations with my family. However, I am still unable to get rid of them. My parents spoil my younger brother, so even though he has grown up, he is like a chair warmer and is addicted to gambling. My parents never care about me, just always asking me for money. I am very afraid of living a poor life. When I was in school, I envied other students who ate a hamburger, but I never dared to buy it. It wasn't because I didn't have money to buy it. I had part-time jobs. At least, I could afford one. But I am afraid that I will run out of money. I am afraid of that poor life."

Janet propped up her face with one hand and continued in a choked voice. "I'm afraid he'll have a rough time if he's with me. I can't provide him with a good living standard."

"After giving him to you, I often miss him. I can't sleep. I lost sleep every night."

Arya handed her a tissue.

"Sorry." Janet lowered her head, wiping her face. After a moment, she had calmed down and looked at Arya. "You're right. A caring environment is more important for him."

In the end, Janet decided to raise Max herself, and live with Jasper's parents, giving her child love and warmth.

Although the child didn't have a father, he could grow up in a caring environment.

On the same day, Janet followed Arya back and picked up Max. When Janet saw that Max's expenditure on food, clothing and other necessities were the same as Ramona's. Janet was very grateful to Arya.

Arya asked Janet to come to her if she met any difficulties.

Janet agreed.

As soon as Janet left, Bridget came.

She wanted Arya to go shopping with her.

Arya looked at her. "Don't you need to go to the dance room?"

Bridget's mouth twitched. What did Jacob tell her last night?

He wanted to hire her as a private dancing teacher. She couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

"I don't want to go there today. Go shopping with me." Bridget held Arya's arm. "You don't have to go to the company. Mom and Nanny Joy will take care of Ramona. You are free."

Arya was dragged to the mall by Bridget.

In the past, Bridget favored unisex clothes. Arya had never seen her wear a dress. However, this time Bridget was obsessed with dresses that could make her look very feminine.

Arya followed her.

Arya seemed to know why Bridget had such a big change but didn't point it out.

Bridget bought a lot, not only for herself but also for Ryan and Ramona.

Bridget asked, "Arya, don't you buy some?" Arya shook her head, "I have enough of them. Choose yours. Don't mind me."

"What about for my brother?" Bridget dragged her to the men's clothing store. Bridget was a little embarrassed that Arya bought nothing but acted like a shopaholic.

The driver followed them. When they left the mall, the driver carried more than a dozen bags. With the bags carried by Arya, there were about 20.

When Arya was about to get in, somebody called her. Arya paused and turned around, seeing that Harriet was not far away. She was dressed in plain clothes, had short hair, and didn't wear makeup. She seemed to be totally different from the slyly and willful girl she used to be.

"Can I have a word with you?" Harriet looked at Arya with her hands down.

Arya closed the door and asked the driver and Bridget to go back.

They didn't find a place to sit, just walking aimlessly along the roadside. After a long time, Harriet said, "Thank you."

Her tone was very calm.

Officer YANG helped reverse her verdict, helping her prove that she didn't murder Jasper.

She was being taken advantage of.

Arya said nothing. She didn't accept or refuse it.

Silence didn't mean forgiveness. Arya just didn't want to dwell on the past.

"Dad is old. I will take good care of him in the future." Harriet looked down, "I have found a job. The salary is not high but enough."

Arya didn't say anything and wore an indifferent look.

Arya didn't even know why she agreed to talk to Harriet.

Maybe she had let go of the past as early as she asked Officer YANG to help Harriet.

Arya let go of their grudges.

The breeze blew gently. It was already cold in November.

Arya gathered her coat around her and walked back.

Harriet stood behind her, looked at her disappearing from her view, shouting, "I'm sorry for hurting you."

Arya did not pause at all as if she had not heard Harriet, but Arya seemed to be relieved.

She walked along the roadside for a long time, and it was getting dark. She didn't hail a taxi but walked back.

Along the way, she thought a lot and let go of a lot.

Suddenly, she raised her head, smiling.

She had gained what she did not dare to hope for in the past: husband, children, and a family.

After she went back to the Old Residence, Xavier hadn't come back yet. He hadn't come back for dinner either.

After dinner, Arya helped Nanny May clean up the dishes. Daisy took care of Ramona in the living room. Ryan sat in Mr. Jones's arms, watching TV.

Arya looked over. This scene was so harmonious and warm.

After cleaning up, Arya sat in the living room for a while. After Ramona fell asleep, she went back to her room.

Arya hung the clothes that Bridget bought for Xavier in the closet, then took a set of clean clothes to the bathroom and took a shower.

She was wearing a bathrobe and her hair was wet. Rubbing her hair, she walked out of the bathroom and saw Xavier. He was sitting on the sofa, reading documents. When he saw her coming out, he shut the folder and put it aside. He approached her. Arya walked over. Xavier took the towel in her hand and helped rub her hair gently.

Leaning against his chest, Arya told him about her meeting with Janet.

"Perhaps she has also realized that Max can grow up better with her and Jasper's parents' company."

Xavier didn't give her any reaction but rubbed her hair earnestly.

Suddenly, Arya turned to look at Xavier. "Have you noticed that Bridget has changed recently?"

"Hmm?" He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the woman who was close to him.

"I think she has feelings for Jacob, but she hasn't realized it."

"Arya."

Suddenly, Xavier interrupted her, gently caressing her forehead and pinning the hair that was covering her face behind her ears. "I want to make up for the time we hadn't been together."