Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 458

What?

Help him undress?

No way!

The first thought that flashed through Bridget's mind was that it was not going to happen.

Jacob was really uncomfortable. He didn't try to hide it. He turned over and felt uncomfortable no

matter what sleeping position he used.

Bridget stood by the bed and watched him suffer.

"Jacob, get up and drink some honey water first. It might be more comfortable."

There was no response, except heavy breathing.

Bridget scratched her head, hesitant about whether to do it. Finally, she made up her mind. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

She bent over and turned Jacob over. "I owe you one. So I'll take it off for you."

Jacob was quite fair-skinned. He had no muscles, but he was not fat. He had an ordinary figure.

His achievements were not for nothing. He got this at a price. Working out?

He didn't have that much time.

It would be good not to gain weight for him.

The clothes were lifted to his chest. Bridget took his arm out of the clothes, then pulled the clothes

down from his head and threw them to one side. Bridget slightly turned her head and pulled the quilt

over him. "Is it okay now?"

Jacob was half awake and half drunk. He kicked his leg. "Pants."

"Jacob! Don't go too far!" Bridget raised her hand and really wanted to give him a slap to wake him up.

"I married a wife that I can't sleep with. I can't have a baby. My life is so miserable." Jacob closed his

eyes as if he said it unconsciously.

It was said that one told the truth after being drunk, and Bridget really cared about what he said.

Was it his true thought?

Bridget pondered.

Perhaps, after all, their union had no emotional foundation.

She wanted to... Tell him about the divorce when he woke up.

Thinking of the word divorce, she felt a little empty and disappointed.

She didn't know why.

She bent over to help Jacob up and fed him the honey water.

Jacob gulped down a glass of water.

Bridget put down the glass and laid Jacob on the bed. She pulled a chair to the bedside and sat on it.

Holding her chin, she looked at him.

She fell asleep.

***

The next morning.

Jacob slowly opened his eyes, his head still aching. It was the hangover's aftermath. He moved his

body and found something in his hand. Turning his head, he saw Bridget lying on the bed asleep with

her arm on his arm.

He stopped moving and quietly looked at her side face.

When Bridget woke up, she saw a pair of eyes that were fixed on her. She was startled and suddenly

raised her head. "When did you wake up?"

Jacob looked at her calmly and got out of bed saying nothing.

Jacob went to the bathroom to take a shower. The water from the shower head was washing off the

smell of alcohol and his drowsiness.

Bridget rubbed her face and sat quietly for a while. She was completely sober now. She stood up and

found that her hands and feet were numb. She stretched herself and poured a glass of water to drink.

At this time, Bridget was standing by the cabinet, gently putting down the cup, but her hand did not

leave the glass. Instead, she turned the cup casually. "Jacob."

Jacob was looking for clothes in the closet. When he heard Bridget's voice, he turned to look at her.

"What's up?"

Bridget pursed her lips. "Do you feel aggrieved to marry me?"