Your Love Is My Weapon novel Chapter 89

Arya didn't want to see Xavier's gloomy face.

To her, it was an accident. It was a light in her dark life and also a painful spot that she no longer wanted to touch in her life.

She and Xavier couldn't be together. Why should they have a child?

It would be fine if the child was safe and healthy, but if it was like four years ago, she would die.

She couldn't bear the pain again.

Xavier held her face and made her look at him. He said in a deep voice, "You don't even want to see me, do you?"

The terrible pressure made Arya hard to breathe. She said in a choked voice, "Don't force me."

Xavier resisted the urge to strangle her and said word by word, "Let me ask you again, are you willing to give birth to a child for me?"

"No... I am not... "

Xavier quickly held her chin and kissed her on her lips. She couldn't say anything now. Xavier's face became gloomier, and the fire in his eyes was surging, which was extremely terrifying.

He clenched his back teeth, pressed his thumb against her lips, and pressed them hard. "I'm afraid it's not up to you!"

Arya's only feeling was pain, but his words hurt her more.

Xavier tugged at her collar and stripped her clothes despite her will. Arya struggled, "I don't want it!"

Xavier didn't seem to hear her and she was no match for him in physical strength.

"Xavier! Don't make me hate you!"

Xavier's hand paused. 'What did she call me just now?'

'Xavier?'

Her address to him had always been Mr. Jones. No matter how close they were, she always addressed him in a polite, distant way.

'Did she just call my name?'

His mind was in turmoil because of her calling his name. His heart was pounding and an indistinct feeling swamped him.

Slowly, he let go of her, but his heart was filled with emotions.

He wanted to smoke to clear his mind, but there wasn't one in his pocket. Arya saw his intention and quickly grabbed the cigarette on the table and handed it to him.

Xavier looked up at her and did not take it.

There were still tears in Arya's eyes, and she looked into Xavier's eyes. "Our relationship is improper in the first place. What will our relationship be if we have a child?"

He was Harriet's fiancé.

Whether she admitted it or not, she and Harriet were half-sisters.

If he married Harriet, they were like committing incest.

Was he afraid that they were not humiliated enough?

So, even though Xavier was angry, she couldn't agree.

Xavier seemed to understand what she was trying to say and took the cigarette from her hand.

But he didn't give up on the idea of letting her have his child.

Her concern was nothing more than his relationship with Harriet.

He planned to get rid of it before the new year.

Arya grabbed the lighter on the table to lit the cigarette for him. "Suddenly want to smoke?"

Xavier took a deep look at her, and her careful look gradually calmed Xavier's heart.

He lowered his head so as to light the cigarette, and the smoke from his fingertips drifted. After a while, he said, "Did I scare you just now?"

Arya shook her head decisively and said, "No."

Xavier reached out and smoothed her messy hair. He gently caressed her cheek and stopped on the light scar on her right cheek.

How could he forget how stubborn this woman was?

She had even hurt herself to resist him.

Xavier rubbed the scar with his fingertips. "I don't like that. When Edward comes back, I'll ask him to remove it."

Every time he saw this scar, he could remember how she had got it. Every time he thought of it, he was angry and felt pity for her.