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Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 88

After leaving the courthouse, Caspar went to send the person who came to testify today.

Arya stood alone on the steps of the courthouse door, lost in thought.

What happened today was like a dream.

At this moment, the phone in her pocket rang, pulling her thoughts back.

Seeing the number, Arya was stunned. It had been months since he had contacted him.

Arya also wanted to know about his recent situation and quickly picked up the phone. "Jasper..."

When she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was broken.

"Arya, I'm coming back." Just a few months was like a century for Jasper.

It wasn't that he didn't want to contact Arya, but he felt shameless to contact Arya before he succeeded.

In the past few months, all his efforts, and even unscrupulous tactics, were to access power.

It would not happen again that he couldn't protect her when she got hurt.

It was quite sudden for Arya.

But thinking that it was almost the new year, she understood, "When? I will pick you up."

"On Friday morning, Arya..."

Arya held the phone and replied faintly, "OK."

"I just want to tell you. Don't forget what you promised me." Jasper looked at the letter he had given her and smiled slightly.

For the past few months, every time he missed her, he would take a look at this letter.

He had been working hard, not afraid of any difficulties because she was his motivation.

Arya was at a loss for a moment before she understood what he was saying and said on the phone, "I didn't forget."

As long as he didn't dislike her, she was willing.

Even if there was no love, Jasper's companionship, love, and protection for her over the years were enough to make her accept him.

For some reason, Arya lost the mood she had when she wrote to him.

Then Jasper had something to do and hung up.

Arya stood there for a long time.

It gradually darkened, as if it was going to snow again.

Arya gathered her clothes and walked to the side of the road to stop the car against the wind.

The car was parked at the door of the villa. Arya paid to get out of the car and saw that Xavier's car was parked at the door.

She hadn't seen him for a few days. He seemed to be very busy. Arya was surprised that he came back so early today.

Arya went in and changed her shoes. She didn't see him in the living room, so she couldn't help but frown.

Nanny Joy was preparing for dinner when she saw Arya coming back and said, "You're back?"

"Yes." She took off her coat and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Where is he?"

Nanny Joy didn't understand what Arya was saying for a moment, so she asked, "Are you talking about Mr. Jones?"

Arya nodded.

"He came back very early and had been in the study." Nanny Joy answered.

Arya nodded, thinking that he was busy, she didn't go in to disturb him.

Nanny Joy said she was going to make dumplings tonight, so Arya helped her to prepare.

It was already seven o'clock when the dumplings were ready. But because it was snowing again, it was all white and didn't look so dark anymore.

Nanny Joy was boiling the dumplings. "I don't know what Mr. Jones is busy with. He has been in the study since he came back at noon. It's been five or six hours."

Arya couldn't help but look into the study. Nanny Joy touched Arya's arm. "Go and ask him to dinner."

After a moment of hesitation, Arya nodded.

Walking to the door of the study, she knocked on the door. But no one answered.

She tried to push the door open by twisting the hand. There was no light in the study. She thought there was no one in it. Just as she was about to close the door, she found a figure standing in the dark.

Even in the dark, he was still tall and straight.

Arya walked over and whispered, "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Xavier remained silent.

Arya felt around to turn on the lights. As soon as her hand touched the switch, Xavier grabbed it.

Arya was startled. "What are you doing? Nanny Joy said you were busy. It's so dark in the room. Can you read in the dark?"

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