Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 5

Three years later.

The iron chains were unlocked one by one. The creeping sound woke up the beautiful morning.

When the last door slowly opened, Arya quickened her steps, like a butterfly that was about to break out of its cocoon. Even if it had just learned to fly, it wanted to rush to the wide sky at the fastest speed and breathe in the fresh air outside.

Three years had passed, and she had walked out of this cage that restricted her freedom. From now on, her life would start anew.

"Arya." Jasper walked towards her.

Arya looked up and found the sun glaring. She narrowed her eyes slightly and watched Jasper walk over. The sun shone on him, looking hazy and unreal.

Jasper Clinton, the prison guard of W City women's prison, was the one who sent Arya to the hospital four years ago.

Ever since then, they had known each other. After returning from the hospital, Jasper had been taking good care of Arya.

If it weren't for Jasper, perhaps she would have been killed and not be able to get out of this big iron door.

"I'm here to pick you up. I have arranged a place for you to live." Jasper said gently, standing in front of her and looking at her thin but exceptionally delicate cheeks.

Arya made a faint OK. She was penniless. Without Jasper, she might have slept on the street.

Since she had a criminal record, no company was willing to hire her. Even if she graduated from a first-class university, she had no choice but to do a low-level job.

She found a job as a waitress in a club.

In the past, she would have disdained such a job. But her life in prison had long polished her edges.

"Arya, take the wine to room 108."

It was the foreman, Sunny.

Everyone here called her Sunny.

Arya took the wine and put it on the tray. "On my way."

She arrived at the door of room 108. She was about to knock on the door when she realized that it was not closed. Through the crack of the door, she saw a woman kneeling at a man's feet.

"Xavier, you know how much I love acting. Four years ago, that was my only chance to go to Hollywood... That's why I broke my promise, but my love for you has never changed."

The woman tugged at the man's trousers. Her eyes were watery and beautiful.

However, the man sitting on the sofa, with his long legs elegantly crossed, was unmoved.