Chapter 166
Her face slightly froze, and she raised her head unconsciously: "I'm not cold."
Alexander Foster's eyes suddenly widened, and then a hint of a smile spread across his face.
The tense atmosphere also suddenly relaxed a bit.
Before Chloe Collins realized what his smile meant, she saw his hand reaching towards her face.
Her head retreated a little.
The man's hand stopped mid-air, but the next second, it reached out again, holding her cheek somewhat aggressively. His thumb gently rubbed the corner of her mouth, wiping away a small speck of cream.
The warmth of his palm awakened a tingling sensation in Chloe's chest. Her eyes narrowed, and she brushed his hand away: "If there's nothing else, please leave. I want to rest."
Alexander's hand was knocked aside, but he withdrew it without any embarrassment, saying, "Next time, don't drink with so many men. Drink less, too. It's bad for your stomach."
His casual tone carried an undeniable dominance.
