Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 66

'Do you know how painful I was?'

She could stomach any verbal or physical insult from him, but she couldn't bear it when he said anything bad to her child.

'How could he say that? What right did he have?'

Her whole body was trembling, and her eyes were fixed on Xavier. If she could get a knife now, she would definitely stab him in his chest without any hesitation.

"Why are you glaring at me? Isn't it the truth? You gave birth to that bastard for Jasper in prison?"

Although he was asking, he used an overwhelming tone. He knew that Jasper and she were intimate. When Jacob said that she was pregnant in prison, he immediately thought that Jasper was her child's father.

And she had begged him more than once for Jasper.

They were intimate indeed.

Arya suddenly slapped Xavier. Tears welled up in her eyes and she yelled at him, "My child is not a bastard. How dare you say that!"

Xavier was stunned for a long time.

He had never been slapped.

'How dared you!'

"Do you want to die?!" Xavier's eyes were bloodshot.

He squeezed Arya's slender neck. "Do you believe I'll strangle you now?"

He was strangling her for her slap humiliated him.

'How dared you!'

"You really have the guts. How dare you slap me!"

Arya could not breathe. Her face was red and she struggled to say words. "Mr. Jones, have you ever been a father? Do you know how it feels to be a father?"

Xavier was stunned at her question. He had never been a father.

"You don't know how it feels at all. I won't struggle if you want to kill me, but if you insult my child, I must fight with you!"

Even though her child was gone and didn't even leave her anything, the child was by her side at her most difficult times.

That feeling had been running in her blood, and she could never forget that.

Seeing her desperate expression, Xavier released his grip on her neck. Arya took the opportunity to push him away.

She didn't want to die. 'How could she die before she got revenge?'

Xavier took a step back from her and stared at her.

It was a silent confrontation...

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

It was Harriet. She thought she should talk to Xavier as soon as possible.

But she didn't expect Arya to be here at this time.

A strange emotion flashed across her eyes and quickly disappeared. She stared at Arya angrily. "Arya, even though you were angry that dad didn't bail you, you can't be so wicked! Dad has fainted because of you!"

'Wicked?'

If she had a choice, she would never be his daughter.

Arya looked at Harriet coldly. She was calling white black. 'Didn't his father just not bail her?'

'It is he who sent me into jail.'

"Wicked? Is he dead?" Arya raised her chin, her face cold and stony.

"Arya..."

"Don't call me that. You don't deserve to call me the name. Disgusting!"

Harriet played the role of a righteous filial daughter, and now she played the role of a pitiful woman, whispering softly, "My Arya, we are all half-Aryas. How can you say those harsh words to me?"

Arya felt sick. 'We are Aryas?'

This might be the funniest joke she had ever heard.

Harriet and her mother wanted to destroy her life. 'How could she be so pitiful woman as if she was the victim!'

But Xavier, who was standing by, thought Arya was really good at pretending to be innocent.