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Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 44

Arya was going to look for Caspar not because of his job, but because she wanted to ask how well he knew about the car accident.

That was why she took the business card he gave her.

But as she was going there, she received a call from Sunny.

She had been crying intermittently. It took Arya a long time to figure out what she was talking about.

When Arya reached the place Sunny had mentioned, the scene inside made her dumbfounded.

It was unbelievable and she was frightened. She knew Marshal was a badass, but she didn't expect him to do such a thing.

Sunny was naked and there were traces of abuse all over her body. She found a blanket and wrapped it around her. "Did Marshal do it?"

Sunny was speechless because her voice was hoarse.

Those men were acting like perverts.

When Arya took out her phone to call 120, Sunny stopped her.

"Help me out. I can't let anyone come here."

This place was a normal place for entertainment seen from the outside but it was illegal inside.

If she called 120 and got out of here, she would still suffer.

She had seen Rufus before and knew his background.

And Marshal warned her that he had taken her video, and he would post it online if she dared to say anything.

By then, she would be doom.

She didn't dare to let anyone know. She only believed in Arya, so she called Arya.

Arya had no choice but to help her out and take a taxi to the hospital.

An hour after Sunny was sent to the hospital, the doctor called Arya into the office to talk.

"What is the relationship between you two?" The doctor asked.

"Friends."

The doctor sighed slightly. "After examination, the patient has been confirmed to have been sexually assaulted. Do you want to call the police and deal with it further? You need to inform her family."

Arya was not surprised. When she saw that scene, she knew what had happened.

"I know." Arya seemed to have lost her soul. 'If I had persuaded her more this morning when I met her, wouldn't this have happened?'

She asked herself over and over again.

"If you need to call the police for evidence, please hurry up. Some evidence will disappear."

There were obvious injuries in the private part of her body, as well as that specific thing from the man's body, and there were binding marks on her wrists.

The wounds on her body were made to cheer him up. She was beaten up, but not that much as to be life-threatening.

But it would cause psychological and physical injuries.

Now that Sunny wasn't awake and she didn't have a family, Arya made the decision for her and said, "Keep a copy of DNA."

No matter who did it, it was always right to leave an extra piece of evidence.

It would be useful if she was willing to call the police.

Not long after, Sunny was pushed out.

She was placed in the ward and woke up after a while.

Arya poured her a glass of water. She didn't take it and said she wasn't thirsty.

"Call the police?" Arya asked.

Sunny shook her head and said no.

Arya didn't understand. "Are you going to defend that scumbag at this time?"

"No, you don't understand. Do you think those people will be punished even if you call the police?"

Arya was stunned by the question.

"They have money and power. If I call the police. I guess they'll hear about it before I get into the police station."

'Yeah, without money or power, how can they talk about fairness?'

Sunny lay there crying. There were injuries on her face.

She knew that Marshal was a playboy, but she never thought that he could give her to someone else as a toy.

"After all these years, I really didn't realize that he would be so cruel."

Sunny's voice was intermittent.

Even if today was caused by her stubbornness, Arya could not bear to see her like this.

Holding her hand, she comforted her. "Cry if you want. If you cry, maybe you will feel better."

Sunny cried until she lost her voice.

She had no family, so Arya had been with her all the time.

She cried all afternoon. Maybe she was tired from crying and fell asleep.

It was already late, and she still had to rush back at nine o'clock. She asked the nurse to take a look at Sunny for her, left a phone number, and asked the nurse to call her if there was something.

"I'll come over early next morning. If she wakes up and cries again, please give her a sedative. Don't let her stay in the ward alone."

Arya was afraid that she would not be able to get over it and commit suicide.

The nurse said, "There will be night nurses. I'll tell them to pay more attention to this ward."

Arya thanked her and left.

It was nine o'clock when she came back, and Xavier wasn't there.

She sat on the sofa and rubbed her eyebrows when suddenly the phone in her pocket rang.

She thought something had happened to Sunny and picked up the phone without looking at the caller id.

"Hello..."

"It's me."

They spoke almost at the same time and then they lapsed into silence at the same time.

Arya's hand trembled.

"I saw the letter you asked Juliet to give me."

"Arya, thank you. I've decided to leave. My father got me into the army. Don't worry, I'll work hard and be a person who can help you."

Arya held the phone in her hand and trembled, not knowing what to say to him.

"You must be fine and wait for me to come back."

"Sure." She became misty-eyed without herself knowing it.

"When I am gone, take care of yourself. You have a stomach problem. You have to eat on time. Don't eat cold food..."

Jasper said a lot, but Arya couldn't hear him clearly and just sobbed.

"Arya, I love you. It will never change."

She suppressed her voice and tried not to let Jasper sense her emotions. "I know. I won't send you off then. Take care."

After saying that, she hung up the phone. More words would only make them even more inseparable.

She was human. She had flesh and blood.

She could understand how a person treated her well.

In her dark world, Jasper was like a lamp, lit at the darkest moment of her life.

He warmed her cold heart.

She covered her chest, which was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe.

In the darkness, it suddenly lit up with a click.

Arya quickly wiped her face. She didn't look back and said, "You're back?"

No one responded to her.

But there were obvious footsteps. She turned around.

The moment their eyes met, they were stunned.

"Who are you?"

Daisy sized her up carefully.

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