Pampered Wife of Xavier

Chapter 50: Flaming Fireworks

His charismatic voice reached her ears and she felt something in her throat. Of course, she understood what he meant.

As long as she was his wife, he belonged to her.

He was also hinting his loyalty towards their marriage.

Her eyes started to tear up and she blinked. Whether he was lying or not, at that moment, she would love to believe in his loyalty as she was truly touched by his words.

After enduring through countless tragic moments without crying, she could not hold it in anymore. For the first time, she cried before someone else while being fully conscious.

"What are you crying for? I haven't started yet..."

He wiped her tears away. Before he finished his sentence, she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down, their lips meeting...

He was stunned for a moment, rejoicing over her taking the initiative. He would not let this chance go, so he grabbed the bed sheets and covered them as he once again launched a head-on attack. They were both engulfed in the strong clash of waves.

Arya was getting muddle-headed. She barely remembered feeling pain and struggling, but his large hands held onto hers tightly as he called her name out beside her ears.

Afterwards...

He would not just let her go so easily...

Bang! Bang!

The fireworks celebrating the New Year were still going off, the bright and colourful lights flashing through the light curtains along with the sound of fireworks. Things went on smoothly inside the bedroom.

Was their life really going to begin from this moment onwards?

A whole life was pretty long. How long was forever going to last?

She did not know.

She just knew that she had to be brave to accept it if someone was genuinely willing to treat her well.

She was not that young anymore!

When midnight reached, she became 27 and he became 31...

If she missed her chance, she would just turn older and older!

After several rounds, the war ceased. It was already pretty late as he helped her clean up and got her back to bed. The fireworks were still going on outside.

He grabbed a clean and warm sheet to cover the sleeping girl. He chuckled softly as he looked at her.

"Good night, Arya, my wife."

He then stood up slowly and grabbed his black sleeping robe. He put it on and walked out of the bedroom.

He went into the study room with the laptop in standby mode. Sitting before the table, he turned the laptop on. The screen was still showing the complicated-looking data from before.

His fingers danced over the keyboards swiftly as he continued with his data analysis.

The next day, it was already noon when Arya woke up.

She rubbed her sore shoulder as the intimate moments from last night played back in her mind, making her blush in a matter of seconds.

She did not feel any discomfort on her left shoulder and the bandages seemed to have been changed. Other than that, she did not feel any discomfort anywhere else. It must be...

She felt embarrassed all of a sudden, so she pinched between her eyebrows. Then, she heard the man's voice as she was about to get up.

"Morning, Mrs. Knight."