Chapter 20 Stupid Woman
Eula Lowe gritted her teeth as she operated the screws, and the scene looked full of wildness.
Passing drivers all glanced at her, and some even whistled.
"Beauty! Impressive!"
"Beauty! Do you need help?"
Eula Lowe was in a hurry now, using all her strength.
A flashy sports car stopped, and the car window slowly rolled down. Hugo Pitts looked at the woman who was changing the tire. Wasn't she the one that Judson took away from the nightclub last time?
It's less than two hundred meters away from where he lives. Did he manage to win her over?
intrigued, Hugo Pitts recorded a video of Eula Lowe changing the tire and sent it to Judson Nash.
Judson Nash was at home, constantly checking the time. It was 7 p.m. Why hasn't that woman shown up yet?
He repeatedly dialed her phone, but no one answered.
A MSN message came in from Hugo Pitts.
[Video]
[Judson, do you know who this woman is? She's very charming and wild! ]
Judson Nash saw the woman changing the tire on a busy road, and his face turned ugly.
Doesn't she know how close she is to his home? Idiot.
He put on his coat and walked out, heading towards the location where the woman was changing the tire.
Eula Lowe was struggling with the screws, exhausted. Without money, she could only tire out.
Her hand felt warm as a big hand grabbed it, and a cold male voice came.
"Step aside, I'll take care of it."
Eula Lowe was grabbed and tossed aside as he squatted by the roadside to change the tire.
His movements were quick, and he had enough strength in his hands. It didn't take long for him to finish.
Eula Lowe clapped her hands excitedly, "Judson Nash, you're amazing."
Judson Nash threw the tools into the trunk and glanced at her.
"Hmph! I am amazing."
But his version of amazing referred to something else entirely; sooner or later, he would make her understand.
The two of them got in the car, and Eula Lowe felt uncomfortable seeing him sitting in the passenger seat.
His legs were too long, and his head touched the roof. He had to hunch over, and his two long legs almost overlapped.
It turned out there was a reason for different car models; a tall man like him didn't suit her small car.
She smiled at him, "Judson Nash, I owe you a good meal later to thank you for your help."
Judson Nash raised an eyebrow, "I'm starving."
Eula Lowe also knew it was too late today; it was all because of this lousy car.
She pressed on the gas pedal forcefully and drove into the gate of a villa. After parking the car, she got out, carrying groceries into the house.
Judson Nash stood in front of the beat-up car and kicked it with his foot. It dented in a large area with little effort.
The safety factor was too low.
So he took out his phone and called Myles Lester, who answered.
"Judson Nash."
"Myles Lester, now go buy a low-profile, high-security car that looks beautiful and is suitable for a woman to drive."
Myles Lester was a bit confused, "Judson Nash, you have all kinds of car models in your garage, don't you need to buy one now?"
Anyway, those cars are just sitting there idle, it's suitable to give one to his girlfriend, and they're all luxurious, women will like them.
"But those cars are too high-profile, I want the most low-profile one."
If he gives her one of those cars, would she be willing? He used some tricks to get her to cook and clean for him.
Eula Lowe just wanted to do a half-hearted job, whether he eats or not, she doesn't care.
But he looked handsome while helping her fix the car. Maybe no one would have thought that Judson Nash, the handsome, cold, and forbidding leader of A City's first family, would change a tire in the middle of the street?
She felt proud. She decided to make a good dinner for him.
Eula Lowe called Aunt Mary on video, asking her to teach her how to cook step by step, which took two hours.
At half-past nine, the dishes were served.
A man wearing a black robe had a face as dark as the sky outside. He dropped the book in his hand and walked towards the dining table.
Eula Lowe pulled a chair for him, "Judson Nash, please sit down."
She might have taken a bit long to cook, but this time the taste was good, so good that he would want to swallow his tongue.
Judson Nash sneered, "Eula Lowe, are you trying to starve me to death?"
Eula Lowe looked at the time and was also startled.
Oh my god? It's 9:35, no wonder she felt so hungry!
She scooped up the food and placed it in front of him.
"Judson Nash, this time it's my car that broke down, it won't happen again next time, starting tomorrow I will make sure you eat early."
She made a solemn vow, with a sincere expression on her face.
Judson Nash thought this girl must have grown up eating Kabo, how can she be so adorable! That little appearance made him unable to resist pinching her little face.
It's hard to get angry, so he picked up the fork and tasted a bite of the pork, the taste was good.
His complexion improved a bit, so he pushed a set of car keys on the table towards her.
"I have a dilapidated car here, it's not in the best condition, but it's better than yours, you can drive this one from now on."
Eula Lowe caught the car keys, it was a Volvo.
Her eyes lit up, this car was called dilapidated, Judson Nash, you're wasting a good thing.
Eula Lowe smiled and served him more food, "Judson Nash, have some more."
Judson Nash elegantly continued his meal, and Eula Lowe was also starving.
Then, she worked hard and finished two large bowls of noodles.
She felt that changing the tires must have been exhausting, otherwise how could she eat so much. Judson Nash watched her eat with relish, and his lips curved.
He was certain that this woman had grown up eating a lot of delicious desserts.
After finishing the meal, Eula Lowe served her soup and remembered the cost of gas.
"Judson Nash, you let me borrow your car, but if you don't reimburse me for the gas, I won't be able to afford driving it."
Then she made a pitiful face, hinting desperately that she was poor, poor.
She had come to repay her debts, how could she afford to drive to work? If she were that well-off, she wouldn't have resorted to physical labor to repay the money.
Judson Nash watched as her eyes rolled so that they were almost like those of a fighting cock, and he couldn't help but smile.
But there was no way he would let be tricked by a woman.
However, he thought about not reimbursing her for the gas, she would not want the car anymore, and then it would be a waste.
For her safety, he should give in.
"You can count on me to reimburse for the gas."
Eula Lowe jumped up, "Ah, that's great, Judson Nash, you're such a good person."
Judson Nash took a few sips of soup and, seeing that she had cooked a good meal, he couldn't care less about her fawning behavior.
He stood up. "Clean up the kitchen and remember to tidy up my bedroom."
Watching the handsome figure of the man leaving, she happily began to clean up the dishes and fork.
Although she didn't often do these things, it was better than letting Angie suffer. Maybe it would be better if she did them a few times.
Judson Nash had just reached the corner of the stairs when he heard the sound of dishes breaking.
He walked back to the kitchen to see if she was hurt.
She stood there like a little fool, looking at the broken pieces on the ground, and it wasn't the situation he had imagined where she was injured.
"Add two thousand to your debt," he said.
