His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 830 Feeding_1

Chapter 830: Chapter 830 Feeding_1

Chapter 830

As she glanced down, she realized that the bandage on her wrist was completely soaked through, with blood sliding down her hand and dripping onto his floor.

The injury came from the old lady’s scratch earlier.

She took one look at him, turned around, bent down to clean the area with a tissue, and gestured," Pass me the wine."

Reaching out to take it, she moved her hand and a few more drops of blood hit the floor.

The man walked over to a cabinet nearby, pulled out a drawer, and came back with a small box.

It was a first aid kit.

Without saying a thing, he directly passed the box to Chloe Collins.

Chloe took it slowly, looking at him with curiosity and confusion.

"Tha...nk you..."

She expressed her thanks quietly in her heart.

The man turned to place two bottles of red wine on the bar counter, without giving it to her, and then started heading toward the kitchen.

Chloe was no stranger to treating her own wounds. She’d done it plenty of times before.

She first cut open the blood-soaked bandage and slipped it off her hand.

The vividly soaked red looked somewhat startling.

On the other side, the man took out a pizza and chicken leg from the refrigerator and put them in the oven to heat.

As he casually turned his head, he caught sight of her biting on one end of the bandage and wrapping it around her wrist, and then tying a knot. All while maintaining a straight face.

The next second, as she was about to look up, he quickly averted his gaze.

After Chloe had finished bandaging one wrist, she stretched her neck, feeling a bit stiff.

Immediately after, she quickly changed the bandage on her other wrist too.

Sharp tendrils of pain made her break out in a cold sweat.

After that, she closed the first aid kit and twisted around to an enticing aroma.

The man carried over a hot plate.

Chloe’s sense of smell was off; it smelled delicious, but unlike before, she couldn’t instantly tell what it was.

As he got closer, she could see it was a cheese corn pizza, topped with hot dogs and chicken legs.

Gurgle.

Her stomach growled again.

He placed all the food in front of her, picked up the first aid kit, and said, "Eat."

Chloe gazed at him and then at the food. Unable to resist, she picked up a slice and started eating.

The pizza was of high-quality, tasty yet not too heavy, both fragrant and crispy. It tasted great.

However, her taste buds were not as sensitive as before and her sore throat didn’t allow her to fully enjoy the taste of the food.

Her hunger overruled her taste preferences, so in no time half the pizza was gone.

She’d eaten half the hot dogs and chicken legs as well.

The man put a bottle of water beside her, saying, "I don’t eat," in an indifferent tone before walking towards the staircase.

He said nonchalantly, "Close the door on your way out."

With that, he put on his shoes and ascended the staircase.

For a moment, Chloe was left staring blankly at his retreating figure.

After quickly finishing the remaining food, she left with the two bottles of red wine.

As soon as she stepped out of the small villa, she found herself in the middle of the evening peak entertainment hour.

There were people everywhere.

Moreover, they were all "elders".

The attire for "newcomers" and "elders" was different. "Elders" could wear uniforms or casual clothes at will.

But newcomers had to wear the standardized uniform, and the pure white belt around their waist was the symbol of their status.

Pure white, meaning an ungraded newcomer, essentially the lowest status in this place.

So, when she appeared in the square holding two bottles of red wine, she caught the attention of nearly everyone.

"Hey, isn’t she a newcomer? What’s she doing here in our territory?"

"Wow, she even doesn’t have a grade yet. Is she unaware of the rules? She is staggering about everywhere."