Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 443

"It may only be a few days from one chasing another crazily to giving up. From two people chatting to

going to bed, it may only take one..."

Jacob leaned over and Bridget instinctively took a step back. She blinked and asked curiously, "What?"

Jacob smiled and deliberately lowered his voice. The atmosphere seemed to be quite confusing. "It

only takes one drunk night." At this point, he paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, we are no

stranger to each other. We're a couple..."

Bridget's eyes were wide open. What did he mean?

They had sex?

Really?

In an instant, Bridget's face suddenly turned red.

She couldn't say a word for a long time.

She didn't know how should she face him? In what kind of mood?

"That..."

Bridget couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Just as Bridget was feeling extremely embarrassed, her phone rang.

"I have to answer the phone." She was like a gust of wind and ran into the bedroom very quickly,

leaving Jacob there before he could react.

Jacob stood there, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Your phone is on the coffee table in the living

room."

Bridget didn't dare to go out and face Jacob. "Well, will you get the phone for me?"

Jacob walked to the table and picked up the phone.

"Hello."

It wasn't Bridget's voice. Arya was a little stunned. When she realized it, she said, "Jacob. Where's

Bridget?"

Jacob glanced at the bedroom. He wanted to say that Bridget was hiding in the room and didn't dare to

come out.

"She was sleeping." But Jacob couldn't say that.

"Are you free tonight?"

Jacob looked up at the sky silently. He didn't know if he was free or not. Recently Xavier had treated

him like a dog and asked him to handle every business stuff. He didn't know if Xavier would assign him

to work tonight.

He found out that he had to deal with everything of the company. Ever since he married Bridget, he had

more power in his hands.

"Yes."

Even if Xavier asked him to handle business stuff, he had an excuse to get off work early today.

"Well, I want to invite you and Bridget to come over for dinner tonight."

"OK. We'll go." After hanging up the phone, Jacob walked to the bedroom door and said at the door,

"Arya asked us to go there for dinner tonight."

Bridget was sitting on the bed, pinching her fingers and biting her lips. She replied softly, "I see."

"Well, I'll pick you up after work tonight. We go together."

Bridget responded again, "I see."

But she had no intention of opening the door. Jacob frowned.

Why was this woman so coy?

So what if they had sex?

"Bridget, I just teased you. We don't have anything. I'm not that beast to sleep with an unconscious

woman. Even if I really want, I want to sleep with you when you're awake."

"Get out!" Bridget shouted.

Jacob smiled. "Don't be coy. I have to go to work. Recently, your brother has been exploiting me all

day..."

Before Jacob could finish his sentence, the door of the room suddenly opened. Bridget stood at the

door and stared at him. "Stop badmouthing my brother."

Jacob was speechless.

Was that badmouthing?

"Bridget, who do you like more, your brother or me?"

Bridget raised her head. "Of course, I like my brother more."

"I was stupid to ask such a stupid question." Jacob regretted what he had just said.

"Well, you know you're stupid? It's rare to hear you say that."

Jacob was speechless again.

Jacob sighed and turned to walk towards the door. He took the coat on the hanger, put it on and went

out.

Bridget pursed her lips. Was she going too far? After all, he didn't do anything to her.

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Just as Jacob opened the door, Bridget stopped him.

Jacob turned around.

Bridget paused for two seconds. "Well, I thought about you last night."

Jacob said, "Got it". And he went out.

But in fact, he was thinking that he finally gained some progress in their relationship and now she knew

how good he was.

In the villa.

After Arya finished the call, she came down from the upstairs and saw Xavier, who was still in his home

clothes. He was sitting on the sofa with Ramona in his arms and cutting Ramona's nails. Only in front

of Ramona did he look that careful.

Arya walked down. "Don't you have to go to the company?"

During this period of time, she found that Xavier spent very little time in the company, but mostly at

home.

Xavier did not bat an eyelid. "Jacob will handle the business stuff."

If Jacob heard this, he definitely would be speechless. Xavier regarded him as a machine?

Did he not need rest?

Such hefty work would kill him!

Ramona's little hands were white and fair, and her fingers were very beautiful. Xavier put down the nail

clippers and kissed her little hand. Perhaps she felt itchy. The sleeping girl frowned and her face was

wrinkled. She looked extremely cute.

Xavier stared at her face. If there was any regret, it should be that her appearance changed.

He wanted a child who looked like Arya.

"What are you looking at?"

Arya sat cross-legged on the carpet and picked up the building blocks that Ryan had left on the carpet

into the toy storage box.

Xavier looked up and stared at Arya. She was so beautiful. Why were her genes so weak?

Arya looked up and met his eyes. "What are you looking at?"

Xavier did not answer her. Instead, he put the sleeping Ramona into the crib. He pulled Arya's hand

and held her waist to let her sit on his thigh.

Arya struggled a bit. "Nanny Joy will see us."

"They're out. There's no one at home," said Xavier.

Only then did Arya sit quietly in his arms.

He reached out and gently caressed her messy hair. There was light coming in through the glass

window. It was warm and soft.

"Arya, shall we have a honeymoon?"

Arya stood up and Xavier held her hand. "Why are you so excited?"

Arya glared at him. "Can you be more shameless?"

Xavier held his forehead and smiled.

"Why are you laughing?" Arya frowned.

"I said honeymoon. What are you thinking?" His thumb rubbed the back of her hand. The atmosphere

was ambiguous. And Xavier wore a faint smile.

Arya stared at his hand. Her face slightly turned red. Just now, she really got it wrong. "I won't go with

you. I told you I wanted to accompany Ryan and Ramona."

"Do you think a meal can get Bridget and Jacob together?" Xavier knew she wouldn't agree.

So, he would make her agree in another way.

How could a meal get Bridget and Jacob together?

If it really succeeded, their relationship was so cheap.

Arya blinked and asked, "Then what should we do?"