Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 265

Bridget did not look at Madam Clinton. Her vision even did not focus on anything.

She wanted to give up on Jasper, her love for him, and her feelings for him.

But when she heard Madam Clinton's words, she wavered a little. But soon she banished the thought

of getting back with Jasper.

She could not be together with Jasper again.

Arya had asked her the same question.

She answered Arya, "If Jasper doesn't like me, it was meaningless to try it again. I had ever tried it, and

I got hurt. I don't want to have that unrealistic expectation anymore. And I don't want to get hurt

anymore."

"Jasper," shouted Madam Clinton. Jasper came over at noon and didn't see anyone in the ward. So he

came out to look for Madam Clinton but saw her with Bridget.

He wanted to leave quietly, but Madam Clinton stopped him.

Jasper had no choice but to stop and turn around. Madam Clinton let go of Bridget's hand, stood up

from the bench, walked towards her son, took his arm, and whispered, "Bridget is back. Apologize to

her and get her back."

Jasper was helpless, "Mom, we're divorced."

'Why does she always think that I should be with Bridget?'

Arya and his mother also thought so. Didn't they know that "You can take a horse to the water but you

cannot make him drink?"

"You two can be together again. Besides, she was once pregnant with your child, and you don't want to

go on a blind date and get married now. How nice it would that you two are together again." Madam

Clinton continued to persuade him to get Bridget back.

When Jasper and Bridget got married, everyone in W City knew. If he got married to someone else

now, the city would know he got remarried.

Second marriage? How would that be better than remarriage to his first wife?

Bridget was a little away from them. Although she didn't hear what they were saying, she could guess a

little from their expressions and got up to walk over.

When Madam Clinton saw Bridget coming over, she swallowed the rest of her words and gave Bridget

a radiant smile.

Bridget stopped in front of them and looked at Jasper, "Can I have a word with you?"

"Yes. Yes." Madam Clinton hurriedly agreed. She patted Jasper for fear that he would talk nonsense

and gave him a warning look.

Jasper pretended not to understand what Madam Clinton meant.

The old lady couldn't scold him in front of Bridget. She could only glare at Jasper.

Jasper sighed helplessly, "I see."

Only then did Madam Clinton smile. "Have a good chat. I'll leave first."

As she spoke, she quickly walked away and left space for them.

Bridget saw the interaction between Jasper and Madam Clinton. She felt helpless.

What could be more miserable than if you liked someone and that person didn't like you or even

thought you were trouble and shunned you?

"Don't worry. I won't plague you," said Bridget.

She pretended to be fine and smiled. Having experienced the last thing, Bridget was reasonable.

"I never said that." Jasper looked at Bridget.

Ever since she set him up, they had never spoken this amicably.

Jasper was used to her nonsense. This was the first time she was so calm. All of a sudden, Jasper

didn't get used to it.

"You didn't say that, but your actions reflect your heart. You wanted to leave when you saw me just

now, right?" Bridget smiled nonchalantly, "I don't want a man who doesn't love me."

After Bridget finished speaking, she turned around and her tears rolled down her cheeks at the same

time.

She would guard and love him as he did. But if he didn't like her, then she wouldn't be with him.

Her illusion that getting back with him again shattered as she saw his reaction. And she lost her

courage.

Her disguise of calmness in front of him also shattered at the moment she turned around, and her

expression was full of disappointment and bitterness.

Jasper stood there in a daze. He secretly sighed, "Oddly enough, the one you love doesn't love you,

but the one who loves you, you don't accept."

He hoped that he could accept other women, get married, have children, live happily the whole life, and

die.

But he couldn't do it.

As long as he thought of living with a woman he didn't like, he felt tormented...

Bridget didn't return to the ward until she was calm.

When she walked into the ward, Daisy was talking to Ryan. When they heard the door open, Daisy

turned to look at who it is and found that it was her daughter. She said, "Are you here to take care of

the patient or to play?"

Arya quickly explained, "She's gone for a checkup."

Arya stood in front of the table. She took out all the food that Daisy had brought and placed them on

the table.

Bridget pretended to be unhappy, "Mom, do you still treat me as your daughter?"

"Seriously? Come, have lunch.", said Daisy. Actually, although she said blame words, she didn't blame

Bridget.

Ryan was clamoring for getting Arya to feed him. Daisy coaxed him, "Ryan is a good boy, right?"

Maybe it was because he was sick and needy. He pouted and said, "I want mommy."

"Ryan." Daisy carried him and patted his back. "Did you forget that your mommy has a baby in her

belly?"

Ryan shook his head. He didn't forget.

He just wanted mommy to hug him.

"Mommy has a baby in her belly so she can't hug you, understand?" Daisy coaxed him. "You really

want a little brother or sister, don't you?"

Ryan nodded.

With just a few words, Daisy coaxed him to sit obediently in Daisy's arms for her to feed.

He was still a little weak and went to bed after lunch.

Only then did Daisy asked about the examination, "What did the doctor say?"

"There's nothing wrong with me. As long as Ryan's body condition is a little better, he could have the

operation."

Daisy was really relieved.

She said excitedly, "That's good. That's good."

Arya stood aside, not saying anything. But her gaze at Bridget was full of gratitude.

"Mom, Bridget, why don't you go back and rest? I can handle here."

Daisy was worried. She didn't feel easy about letting a child who was still sick and a pregnant woman

be together in the hospital alone.

"Mom, it's really okay. Look, there's no place to rest here, and we can't sleep well here," said Arya.

Ryan needed only observation. If he didn't have any adverse actions after the transfusion, then

everything was okay.

"Bridget, go back with Mom." Arya looked at Bridget.

"Then we'll go back first. If anything happens, call us as soon as possible." Bridget didn't insist on

staying. She judged from Arya's look that she really wanted them back. Besides, there was only one

bed for Ryan, and there was no other place to rest.

What if Daisy got sick here because of poor rest? Thinking of these, she agreed to leave.

"Yes." Arya replied.

"We'll come back early in the morning tomorrow." Bridget took Daisy's hand and walked out of the ward

with her. When Daisy walked to the door of the ward, she turned around and said to Arya, "Rest early."

Arya said, "Okay." © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

After Daisy and Bridget left, Arya took out his phone and dialed a number...