He did not speak anymore as his arms around her waist tightened slightly. After a while, she could hear his steady yet light breathing.
She was suddenly in a trance. Carefully turning to take a look at him, she realized that he had already fallen asleep. He seemed to be lost in his slumber very gently and peacefully.
She watched him for quite a while. Then, she breathed in calmly and reached out to pull up his blanket that had slid down his shoulders before tearing her eyes away. Feeling the warmth from her back, she suddenly felt awkward. She stared at the faint light that shone from the wall lamp by the window with clear eyes.
There was an instance when she suddenly felt a little a fondness for such warmth.
However, if she let go of everything and restarted by guarding and maintaining this sudden marriage in her pursuit for his affection, would she always be able to safeguard this warmth?
She stared on and on until her eyes suddenly turned misty. Soon, she fell into a deep sleep too...
The weather outside was still a tranquil pitter-patter of the drizzle, yet inside the room, the warmth was dense. The dim street lights enveloped the entire Maple Residence.
For the first time, the usually cold Maple Residence seemed to have gained a sliver of liveliness.
...
The night felt extremely short. Arya felt that she had not slept for long when the sky started to light up.
When the song of dawn had just lifted its curtains, she woke up. The man beside her was still in a deep slumber. She knew that he had not been getting enough sleep in the past few days, so she did not wake him up either. Carefully moving from the bed, she washed up, and then went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
Arya had woken up quite early and was still thinking about the work she had not completed from the night before, so she boiled some congee before heading straight to the study room to continue what she had not finished the night before.
Early in the morning, she worked for more than two hours straight, and she finally managed to make sense of the scattered and messy information. By the time she was done, she arranged them neatly into a black folder.
When she saw that the short hand of the clock was almost pointing at 10, she returned to the bedroom to see whether Xavier had woken up. Just as she walked out of the study room, she felt a cool breeze attack her. Subconsciously, she turned and noticed that there was a gap in the French windows leading to the balcony.
She was puzzled and quickly made her way there. To her surprise, she saw Xavier standing tall in the wind by the railing as he looked up at the sky outside.
When he heard footsteps behind him, Xavier unhurriedly turned around. Upon seeing Arya who stood by the window watching him, he thought about something. Then, he hurled out a hand to her while saying,
"Come over here!"
Arya's brows raised slightly. She quietly looked at the hand that he extended to her. After quite a while, she finally walked over to Xavier's side and followed wherever he pulled her. Then, she stopped by his side.
"Such good weather's hard to come by. Normally, neither can you see this kind of skyline in the city, nor is the air this fresh."
He was in a pretty good mood.
Arya looked up at the azure horizon to see a soft, golden light pouring down from the sky. She could not help but nod gently and answer calmly,
"Seeing such a weather puts one in a pretty happy mood."
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Pampered Wife of Xavier
Romance"Wifey, time to fulfil your duties!" Xavier demanded as he pulled Arya closer with his arms intimately wrapped around her waist. It was a meticulously planned feast for the powerful. Her fiancé had knelt down on one knee and proposed to her sister i...
