His Wife Calls The S Chapter 164: Confusion in the Heart

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Confusion in the Heart

Chapter 164

Robert Foster sneered, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the jar of wine and began to drink it directly, very boldly.

Chloe Collins held her blue and white porcelain wine glass, toast unhurriedly to them, not eating much, looked calm and composed.

Around eight o’clock, Layla Lowell and the other three girls couldn’t take it anymore, and retreated to the living room to rest a bit.

The group of boys laughed when they saw this.

"It’s hard enough for a girl to drink that much, co on, let’s drink!"

Rolo Woods snickered: "Hey, seems like you guys forgot, the powerhouse is still here."

He spread his hands, pointing to Chloe Collins, who was turning her wine glass.

Her face was fair and rosy, her eyes clear, and she showed no signs of drunkenness. In her beautiful eyes, there was a lingering trace of sorrow that could not be dissipated.

Robert Foster, holding an empty jar of wine, approached stutteringly, his eyes hazy: "How...how is it possible, you drank more than ..."

With a bang, Robert Foster fell to the ground, smacking his lips and fell asleep.

Diego Willis was also shocked. He’d drunk enough and was worried about Chloe Collins facing so many toasts alone and that she wouldn’t be able to handle it.

He even tried to block it for her...

But in the end, he was the first one who couldn’t take it, and started running to the bathroom five tis since ten minutes ago.

Chloe Collins grabbed a small jar of wine with one hand, filled the glass up to seven-tenths full, and raised her glass: "Whoever can’t take it doesn’t have to force themselves."

Upon hearing this, the group of n felt their dignity threatened, so they continued to drink despite their discomfort.

In a blink of an eye, it was 10:10 p.m.

The brightly lit courtyard was quiet, with only the faint sound of the wind rustling leaves and insects chirping in the grass bushes.

Chloe Collins sat alone on the high stool, with her hands turning the binoculars, what she observed was the boundless dark blue, with the radiant stars filling the night sky; the magnification of the binoculars had increased countless tis.

She could never tire of watching the mysteries and wonders of the universe, even after a thousand tis.

Her calm expression suddenly froze for a mont.

She had a sensitive sense of sll and had long beco accustod to the complex mix of slls in the air.

Just now, the different slls in the air were all covered by the scent of wine, and she didn’t bother to distinguish them deliberately.

Now, the wine was gone, and the aroma had dispersed a little, allowing her to gradually pick out the other scents.

Of those, a faint scent of mint floated from sowhere.

She almost instinctively looked outside the door.

Not far away, under a large banyan tree at the intersection, a Bentley car was parked. The street light haloed over the front window, where she could see Maurice Willis inside.

He was looking back and talking to the person in the back seat.

The annoyance suppressed by the beauty of the wine from the bottom of Chloe’s heart seed to have sprouted tiny vines, crawling up from the depths of her heart and tightening around it.

It was an unfamiliar and unpleasant feeling.

She had never felt this way about anyone before and couldn’t distinguish what it was at the end of the feeling in such a short ti.

How long has he been here?

"Chlo-Chlo, I called for a car to co and take them ho, are you okay?" Rolo Woods suddenly ca out.

Chloe Collins moved her gaze away from the car and said indifferently, "I’m fine."

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(Alex really ssed up Chloe’s heart...)