Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 284

Harriet's expression froze for a moment. Then she pretended to be calm and said, "Can I lie about it?

What's so special about the Porter Family?"

Rufus raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't say anything. You don't have to be so excited."

Harriet snorted coldly as she said, "Now it's better to think about how to solve the problem, not to bicker

with each other."

Of course, Rufus knew what the priority was. He looked at Harriet and asked, "Do you know why the

Jones Family respects the Porter Family so much?"

"Why?" Harriet asked.

"Cullen Porter's only son... Oh, that's your father. Many years ago, he was on a mission with Henry. In

order to protect Henry, he sacrificed..."

Harriet only knew that the Porter Family and the Jones Family were very close, and she never knew

there was such a story.

Rufus smiled and said, "You know what to do."

Harriet didn't understand and asked, "What do you mean?"

Rufus' face darkened. How could she be so stupid? She usually looked smart.

Rufus handed her the phone she had placed on the table and told her, "Call your dear grandfather and

tell him you're hurt..."

Harriet didn't take the phone, still not understanding what he was talking about.

"You were injured in the Jones Family, and the Jones Family is responsible. Now that Xavier has

divorced, as long as you let your grandfather propose the idea of letting Xavier marry you first, they

probably won't refuse."

Harriet's expression suddenly became serious and she was thinking about the feasibility of his idea in

her heart.

"What are you worried about? With your grandfather around, the Jones Family will not refuse."

Harriet thought about it and found it feasible.

After all, Henry had always been good to her. As long as Henry agreed, she would almost succeed.

But about Xavier...

"Come on. Call him." Rufus handed her the phone.

Harriet looked at Rufus and took it over. She had to admit that she was thinking about Rufus' proposal,

using the Porter Family to pressure the Jones Family to take what she wanted from it.

The call was quickly connected, "Grandpa..."

"Yes."

"I'm hurt..."

Rufus leaned back slowly and stared at Harriet with a triumphant sneer.

Whether the Jones Family agreed to the request of the Porter Family or not, it would do him no harm.

Instead, it would benefit him.

If the Jones Family agreed to the request of the Porter Family to ask Xavier to marry Harriet, Xavier

would definitely not be willing to do that since he had such a temper. Then he would have a bad

relationship with his family.

If the Jones Family refused directly, it would be offending the Porter Family.

"Xavier." Rufus's eyes grew darker. "I'll see what you can do this time."

Harriet looked at Rufus's grim smile and frowned. She asked, "What are you thinking?"

Rufus reached out to touch Harriet's face and said with a smile, "You're so beautiful. Why doesn't

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Harriet was annoyed. "Who said he doesn't like me? That b*tch Arya stole him from me."

"Really?"

"Of course, otherwise why would not Xavier marry her?" Harriet was sure.

But she never thought that she was the one trying to steal the man from someone else.

Rufus stood up and patted Harriet on the shoulder, "Seize the opportunity. If you need me to do

something, Call me."

At the hotel.

Xavier was out for a whole day, and Ryan was very obedient all day. He didn't bother Arya nor make

trouble.

After dinner, Arya rubbed Ryan's hair, "Do you want to go out?"

Ryan tilted his head to look at Arya and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Well..." Arya thought about it and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

Ryan blinked, leaned into Arya's ear, and said with a smile, "I want a new transformer toy."

Arya laughed and scratched Ryan's little nose. She agreed, "You little guy. OK, I will buy you one."

Ryan hugged Arya happily, "Mommy is the best."

Arya rubbed his hair, "I am the best when I buy you something, right?"

Ryan laughed and said, "If you don't buy it, mommy is still the best."

Nanny Joy carried Ryan and followed Arya downstairs.

There was a large shopping mall not far from the hotel, which could be reached by crossing the road.

Ryan said, "Mommy, let's live here from now on. It's convenient to buy things."

Nanny Joy deliberately exposed him, "You mean it's convenient to buy toys, right?"

Ryan wrapped her arms around Nanny Joy's neck and acted coquettishly, "No, it's convenient to buy

things, not toys."

Nanny Joy was dizzy from his shaking and surrendered, "OK, OK. Stop shaking. I'm going to faint."

At this time, there were a lot of people in the mall. They bought toys for Ryan on the second floor. They

walked around the first floor and bought some fruits and milk that Ryan liked to drink.

They walked back. Arya was wearing a light-colored dress and a long sweater. She had a pair of flats

on her feet and a bag in her hand. Ryan was running in front of him. Nanny Joy followed him closely.

There were many cars on the road.

Arya looked at Ryan jump up and down and unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

When the baby was born, he would have a companion.

No matter what would happen in the future, she would take good care of them and protect them.

When they were almost at the hotel, Ryan suddenly ran away and shouted, "Dad."

Arya looked up and saw a car parked not far away, and a familiar figure was leaning against it.

He was tall and looked handsome, and Arya stopped.

Ryan threw himself into Xavier's arms. Xavier rubbed his hair and asked, "Are you good today?"

Ryan nodded vigorously and said, "Yes."

Xavier stood up with Ryan in his arms and walked towards Arya. He put his arm around her shoulder

and said, "Let's go home."

Arya still didn't move. 'Home?'

'Do I have a home?'

What she longed for the most was also the most unreachable.

Nanny Joy left quietly. They should have something to say.

She didn't want to disturb them.

Xavier's hand, which was holding her shoulder, tightened its grip. He asked, "You want to stand there

all the time?"

Only then did Arya move.

The night breeze caressed them, and the light from the street lamp dragged their shadows long...

When they got home, Arya put away the things she had bought and washed some of Ryan's favorite

fruits.

Xavier had just returned, and Ryan was very clingy to him.

Arya nestled on the sofa and looked at them quietly.

When he needed to take a shower, Ryan finally left Xavier's arms and threw himself at Arya. "Mommy,

help me take a bath."

Just as Arya was about to say yes, Xavier picked him up.

Ryan was unhappy, "I have to take a bath."

Xavier grabbed his feet, saying to him in a commanding tone, not an informing one, "Daddy will help

you."

Ryan blinked. 'Is Dad going to give me a bath?'

He had never done it before.

"Dad, do you know how to do it?" Ryan asked uncertainly.

Xavier's face was twisted. What did the boy mean?

Didn't he know how to take a bath?

Xavier didn't talk much to him and carried him directly into the bathroom.

Arya got up and went to find Ryan's clothes. She put them on the bed and waited for Ryan to put them

on after the bath.

"Dad, you took the wrong one. It's for washing my hair."

"Dad, that's not mine."

"Dad, it tickles."

"Dad, you used it wrong again. This is for washing hair, not bathing..."

"Shut up!"