Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 70

Arya forced a smile. "I'm fine..."

Before she could finish speaking, Nanny Joy interrupted her with a cold face. "Fine? You're all disfigured."

Given so much blood, the wound must be deep.

Arya remained silent. She just didn't want to be treated like that by Xavier all the time.

She was human.

Although Nanny Joy was scolding Arya, the elder woman was concerned about her. She smiled at Nanny Joy. "Can you get me something to wear?"

Nanny Joy had already washed her clothes yesterday, and Nanny Joy didn't dare to touch her wound, so she helped Arya clean up the blood on her neck.

Then Nanny Joy brought the clothes over and helped her put them on.

At this time, a doctor, Edward, a medical doctor, who was the family doctor of the Jones Family, came into sight.

Mr. Jones had a lot of minor ailments, and he was the one who took care of them.

He was familiar with Xavier.

Seeing Arya sitting in the living room with blood on her face, he frowned.

Nanny Joy was sensitive and quickly stepped forward to ask, "Are you the doctor that sir called?"

Edward nodded. Nanny Joy got the answer and quickly pulled him to Arya. "Take care of her wound! Was it deep? Will she be going to have a scar?"

Edward put down the first-aid kit, opened it, and took out a sterilized cotton swab from it. Bit by bit, he cleared the blood around the wound. Slowly, the wound appeared in front of him.

The wound was about three-centimeter, which was a little deep.

It looked pretty ugly.

"How did you get it?" Edward was holding a cotton swab in his hand, ready to clean her wound.

He was curious about it on her face.

Nanny Joy stood aside and looked at Arya with a mixture of emotions. If she hadn't seen the glass shard in Arya's hand, Nanny Joy would have thought that Xavier hurt her.

She didn't know what was going on between Arya and Xavier, but she didn't understand why Arya would hurt herself.

The most important thing for a woman was the face.

She was a spitfire and really dared to hurt her face.

Arya didn't want to say anything more about herself, and she said to Edward casually, "Just clean it up for me."

Edward shrugged slightly. She didn't want to say, so he didn't ask much.

He said in a doctor's manner to the patient, "It will definitely hurt to clean up the wound. Bear with it."

Arya nodded.

The alcohol touched the wound and it hurt so much that she clenched her hands tightly.

But she didn't let out a single word and endured the burning pain alone.

She was used to being in pain silently.

Xavier had been locking himself in the study after coming downstairs.

He kept smoking.

His mind was filled with Arya's stubborn face...

He was worried, but he want to stand on his dignity.

So he called Edward.

Edward, who was in the living room, looked around in a daze. He was confused that Xavier chose to call him even if he was in the villa himself.

So he looked at Nanny Joy. "Isn't Xavier there?"

"He is in the study."

Edward looked at the call and began to ponder. Xavier was there, but he didn't come out. Instead, he called.

Interesting, he thought it really interesting.

He pressed the answer button.

Xavier's voice was low. "Use the best medicine and try not to leave any scars."

"The wound is too deep. I can't promise to leave no scar on it." He was telling the truth.

More or less, there would be some scare left. It would be impossible to return it to its original state.

"Bridget has a boyfriend." After that, Xavier hung up the phone.

Edward abandoned the position of deputy director of the St. Maria Hospital to stay at home and became a family doctor of the Jones Family. It was all because of his love for Bridget.

Now Xavier told him that Bridget had a boyfriend.

Edward couldn't be calm anymore.

He quickly called back.

Xavier didn't answer the phone as soon as possible. Instead, he held it and made Edward anxious. When the call was about to stop, he pressed the answer button.

"Will it leave a scar?" Xavier leaned back languidly in his chair and looked out of the window.

Edward gritted his teeth. "No, but you have to give me everything you got on Bridget's boyfriend."

As the Chinese saying went, "Know the enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat."

Edward had to know that man first and then defeat him to win Bridget's heart.

"You have to produce the result." Xavier hung up.

Edward grimaced.