Pampered Wife of Xavier

Chapter 44: Lady Arya Is Masculine!

In just the blink of an eye, Arya returned to the front of the car with a toolbox. She took her windbreaker off and was just wearing a light-coloured woollen sweater. Leaving her windbreaker on the driver's seat, she rolled her sleeves up and took out some tools before she started working on the engine.

It was not a big issue and she was able to handle it. She had gotten these tips and tricks about cars from her experience of being an amateur racer. She could solve small issues like these easily. There were several times when Arianna called for Arya when her car broke down.

She bent over slightly and her long hair hung over her shoulders as she worked on the car unnoticed...

After a while, with the tinkering and clanging of the metal from time to time, tiny parts started piling up on a towel on the ground. She whipped a scissors out and cut away a burnt wire, then...

The streets in the wee hours were quiet. From time to time, one or two cars sped past and the cold wind blew. The shadows of the trees were trembling slightly whilst the dim, yellow streetlights gave the little girl a long shadow.

...

After realizing that the car had been stationary for some time, Xavier finally opened his sleepy eyes. Following a brief moment of blurry vision before him, he looked beside at the driver's seat and frowned when he did not see the woman. Only her windbreaker was left there. His mind instantly sobered up. Just as he was about to look around, he heard the clanking of metal, so he raised his head.

He saw that the bonnet was popped up, and beside it was a slender figure busy working on the ground...

He quickly opened the door and went out.

Clink!

Krr —

He had to admit that even he felt his heart ache a little when this skinny woman was so focused on her work in the cold wind.

She should not have needed to know these things, yet...

As he thought about it, she was always someone like this. Although she was strong and stubborn, she was weak in relationships. She had a pretty high IQ, but her EQ was speechlessly low. She could mess up the simplest of things.

When he watched her, he saw something that made him feel warm. He did not know what that was called. Positivity, power, or just a light?

He then felt that maybe this woman his heart ached for had something he had been looking for...

Perhaps because the man's quiet eyes were staring at her for too long, her focus was broken and she could feel someone looking at her. She stared back at him as she brushed away the hair in front of her face.

Arya raised her eyebrows when she saw the man just standing on the side studying her. She then complained,

"It's been a long time since you left this car in the garage and didn't drive it. Get it checked soon."

She then looked down again and continued with her work. After some time, she was done. She slowly closed the bonnet and took the gloves off as she let out a sigh of relief. Sweat started shining on her forehead.

As she was about to wipe it off with her forearm, the man went to her and handed her a piece of tissue paper. Her beautiful face had now turned into dirty. He laughed at her and spoke in a warm voice,

"It's a blessing for a man like me to have married you."

Arya raised her eyebrows as she took the tissue from him with the elegance of a queen. She wiped the sweat off and her lips formed into a smile before she chuckled.