Eh...
"The radiator seems to have been blown and needs to be checked if we had the tools. Most importantly, because you have been driving so recklessly, the engine block seems to be seriously damaged." Joseph took out several tissues and wiped his hands, "You have two choices, buy a new car, or replace your engine completely."
Irish knew both of these would cost a lot of money, and she cringed.
"Push your car off the road to stop blocking traffic."
"But I, I can't…."
Joseph stared at her and loosened his tie, "Did I say do it alone? Go on."
"Ah?" Irish got his point and saw him walk around the car, so she got in the car to steer, greatly embarrassed.
Looking through the rearview mirror, she saw him. His arms were strong, and she could see the top of his chest from his unbuttoned white shirt. She could only think of one word, "indomitable."
