Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 459

Jacob frowned. He was stunned by her words, but he soon figured out her real meaning.

Could it be that she intended to divorce him?

Otherwise, she wouldn't have said such a word all of a sudden.

"So, what do you want to say?" Jacob closed the cabinet door and turned to look at her quietly.

Bridget lowered her head and pondered for a while. "People tend to tell the truth after being drunk. Do

you think it's true?"

Jacob's frown deepened. "Tell the truth after being drunk?"

So what did he say to make her worried?

Jacob walked towards her and stood in front of her. "What did I say?" Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Bridget was silent.

"Tell me!" Jacob was a little angry.

"Why are you so fierce?" Bridget was also furious. Why didn't he tell her his true thought earlier?

Why did he always hide it from her?

"Yesterday, you said that you were miserable for being married to a woman who can't be pregnant And

that she was an unqualified wife. So you felt aggrieved. In fact, you can just speak it out. I'm willing to

leave..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jacob stopped her with a kiss.

Bridget's eyes widened and she was stunned to freeze.

She was still in a daze until Jacob finished the kiss.

"Are you done?" Jacob stared at her.

Only then did Bridget regain her senses and point at him. "Jacob, you..."

Jacob grabbed her hand. "That's exactly my true thought. Since you can solve it, why do you want to

leave me and find someone else to do it?"

Bridget asked in her mind. 'What did he mean?'

Jacob's expression became serious. "I don't want to divorce you. I want you to be my wife. I want to

have a baby with you..."

Bridget was completely stunned. "Jacob."

"I love you." Jacob held her face. "I'm serious. I love you."

Bridget had no idea how to respond.

Was Jacob confessing his love to her?

Jacob was amused by her confused expression. Meanwhile, he felt a little bit angry. Didn't he express

his idea clearly enough? Why did she still not understand?

"Bridget, I want to have sex with you."

Before Bridget could react, Jacob picked her up by her waist and walked towards the bed.

Bridget's heart was pounding like it was about to burst out of her chest, showing her nervousness. She

had a lot of mixed emotions now. "Ja... Jacob... I had been married before. I'm not a virgin..."

"Well, I'm not either."

Jacob put her on the bed and pressed on her.

Bridget was not a young girl, so she could predict what would happen next if she didn't refuse.

But...

At this moment, she didn't want to refuse him, because she was a woman and would be eager to have

sex. She was just worried about if they had sex, they would totally belong to each other.

She opened her eyes and asked in a wobbly voice, "Jacob, aren't you affected by the alcohol?"

This shouldn't be an uncontrollable impulse because of the alcohol.

Jacob leaned over her and looked down at her. "I'm sober. I'm Jacob, and you're my wife. Now we're

going to be a real couple."

Bridget clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, nervous and flustered. She was both impulsive and

timid.

Very complicated emotions.

"Bridget, I will treat you well." Jacob reached out and stroked her hair. "I want to be your true husband

not because I really fall in love with you."

Bridget moved her lips, not knowing how to reply to his confession. She just reached out to touch his

face, raised her head slightly, and kissed him...