Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 31

Harriet's face was flushed, and she looked at Xavier with blurred and wistful eyes.

Xavier reached out and touched her face. Although he was not in desire, he was extremely patient and

gentle.

He knew that over the years, she was nominally his fiancée. He treated her well.

But he had never loved her. Nor did he have the urge that normal men and women should have.

Harriet was not sure what he was thinking about, so she did not dare to go any further. She felt a little

aggrieved.

Her big eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she withdrew her hand awkwardly.

Suddenly, Xavier grabbed her hand. "Are you aggrieved?"

Harriet lowered her head and remained silent as if she had acquiesced.

Xavier sighed slightly, lifted her chin, and asked gently, "Are you ready?"

She had been ready for a long time. She was always ready.

She bit her lips shyly and nodded.

Xavier rolled over and pressed down on her.

Soon, Harriet took the initiative to take off Xavier's clothes.

Eagerly.

Just as they were about to have sex, Xavier's phone rang.

Harriet's look changed. She held Xavier's neck and begged, "Please don't work today. Today you just

belong to me, okay?"

Xavier felt inexplicably relieved when he heard the phone ring. He had just wanted someone to save

him.

He was in no mood to have sex at all.

But looking at Harriet's aggrieved face, he knew he didn't treat her well.

And in the future, she would be his wife.

He didn't want to ignore her and make her feel unhappy.

At this moment, the ringtone of the phone stopped.

"I'm not going anywhere today. I only belong to you..."

As he finished speaking, he was about to kiss Harriet. Just before he touched Harriet's lips, the phone

rang again.

Xavier paused and did not kiss her.

The romantic atmosphere disappeared because of the untimely sound.

Harriet was still unwilling to let him go. Xavier patted her hand. "Good girl."

Harriet was angry. 'Why am I so unlucky? I was about to succeed.'

"Xavier." Harriet choked with a grievance.

Xavier took her hand away. His patience was limited, so it was difficult for him to coax her all the time.

He suppressed his temper and patiently explained, "It might be an emergency."

He took out his phone from his suit pocket and glanced at the caller ID. It was Jacob.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and pressed the answer button.

"What's the matter?"

Jacob also paused over there. "She's still standing there. I don't think she can make it..."

Xavier's expression was instantly filled with malice.

"Didn't she want to save someone? Then she should stand there until I'm satisfied!" After saying that,

he threw his phone furiously on the wall and the screen immediately cracked.

Harriet shrank in fear. She had never seen Xavier so angry.

And she had never seen him lose his demeanor.

For a moment, she didn't even dare to breathe.

Xavier held his forehead and rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he

couldn't suppress his anger.

He didn't know why he was so angry.

Perhaps he was angry because she had interceded for that man and even disregarded her own safety.

After a while, he calmed down and looked back at Harriet. "Go to sleep first. I have something to deal

with."

Harriet asked timidly, "Is something wrong?"

Xavier's expression was unnatural for a second and soon returned to normal. He said faintly, "About

work. Good night."

After that, he left the room and went to the study.

Then, he didn't come back.

He stayed in the study all night.

He looked a little tired in the morning.

Harriet didn't sleep well that night, and she was annoyed and upset.

But she still had to pretend to be obedient. She got up early and go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Daisy saw that the two of them didn't look well and thought that they had been having sex for a long

time last night, so she didn't ask them.

She had a rich experience of marriage.

She was not an old school who couldn't accept premarital sex.

Besides, they were getting married soon.

"Harriet, come out. Servants have made breakfast." Daisy waved at Harriet.

"It's okay. I want to make it for you myself." Harriet smiled.

Daisy liked her more.

She sat down on the sofa. Opposite her was Xavier. He shook the newspaper and did not even raise

his head.

Daisy coughed softly. "Did you sleep late yesterday?"

Xavier looked up at Daisy and grunted.

"I know you're young, but you have to control your desire," Daisy said implicitly.

Xavier was stunned at first, then looked at Daisy with a kidding face. He was not a fool and he

understood what Daisy meant.

He cleared his throat. "Mom, are you satisfied with Harriet?"

Now Daisy was confused and answered, "Yes. She's a sensible and kind girl. Although her family is not

that rich, we do not need to worry about that. As long as she has a pure background and good

character, she can be my daughter-in-law."

Daisy realized later, "What do you mean by that?"

Hef Xavier glanced at the kitchen and looked at the pretty, busy figure, then the corners of his lips

slowly rose. "I just wanna ask."

Xavier didn't go to the company today.

After breakfast, he took Harriet out to play.

On the one hand, he wanted to make up for this woman who had been wronged and didn't complain

about anything. On the other hand, he didn't want to see Arya.

Xavier drove the car and asked without looking sideways, "Where do you want to go?"

"As long as I'm with you, anywhere is Ok."

Harriet rested her head on Xavier's shoulder.

"Then I'll arrange it." He turned around.

Harriet nodded vigorously.

Rich people had many ways of recreation.

Xavier took Harriet to an underground casino at Wanchai Ferry.

He came here occasionally.

He was not addicted to gambling. He just thought of it as a pastime.

Harriet had been holding his arm ever since she got out of the car.

Although Xavier was not a frequent customer, he was respected due to his identity.

No matter how big Xavier's career was, he was always the son of a government official. The manager

was afraid of offending such a rich and powerful person.

So he carefully served Xavier. Xavier sat down in an empty seat and told the manager not to be so

nervous. "I'm here to play."

"Well, if you need anything, I'm always ready for your order."

Xavier didn't say anything and just lit a cigarette.

People at this table were playing Texas Hold'em Poker. Xavier invited Harriet to try.

"I don't know how." Harriet was a little embarrassed because she really didn't know.

Xavier asked her to sit down and told her that he was there.

Harriet sat down at ease.

Then the game started.

After handing out the first two cards, the dealer made a gesture of invitation. "Please make a bet."

Harriet was a little nervous because she really didn't understand the playing rules.

Xavier held the cigarette in his mouth and released his hand, looking like a handsome ruffian. He

stretched his long arm through Harriet's waist and took a look at the cards. They were two kings.

Being held by Xavier in such an intimate position, Harriet was excited and nervous.

"How much do you think we should lay?" His lips pressed against her neck.

Harriet swallowed her saliva. Her body was a little hot, her mouth was dry, and she spoke with a lisp.

"I..."

"Five?" Xavier's lips curled up in a smile, full of tenderness. "Then five."

Before he could finish speaking, he pushed out five million chips.

Two of the other three abandoned their cards.

The dealer continued to deal. One opponent had a pair of Ace and a King, which meant he may have

Connectors, and the other had 10, Jack and Queen of Spade which might consist of a straight flush.

The dealer, "The player having Ace could speak."

This person was cautious. He was sophisticated. He looked at the three twos in front of Harriet, then

looked at the cards of another player. After a short hesitation, he abandoned his cards.

"Player with Spade Queen speaks."

There were only two groups of cards left on the table, one group, with a maximum, consisted of four

twos, and the other may be the straight flush.

The third player pushed all the chips on the table to the middle. "You can have at most four twos, and I

might be the straight flush. Are you gonna continue laying?"

Xavier leaned back in his chair and slowly puffed out a smoke ring. "Why not?"

He signaled the dealer to push the chips in.

That man's face changed when he saw him raise the stakes. After all, his cards might be the straight

flush. He wanted to take a risk, but he didn't expect that Xavier didn't give up.

Xavier wasn't willful because of his wealth, but he bet that man couldn't get the King.

He had two Kings, and there was an abandoned one on the table. So there was one more.

Xavier opened his cards, three Twos, and two Kings.

Another player had to open his cards. As Xavier expected, that man didn't get the King. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Xavier had good luck today. He always won.

But he was not in high spirits and smoked a lot.

Harriet was very happy. After a few rounds, she understood how to play and took part in it.

At this moment, Xavier's phone rang.

He picked it up without even looking at the caller ID.

Jacob was in a dilemma over there. After a while, he said, "She fainted at the door of the company..."