His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1669: He Looks Handsome When He’s Angry

Chapter 1669: Chapter 1669: He Looks Handsome When He’s Angry

Chapter 1669

The man beside her supported her, his brows furrowed tightly, "Do you feel very uncomfortable?"

Chloe Collins: "No, it’ll be fine in a moment. It might be the baby has not adapted to me exerting myself so suddenly. They are somewhat rejecting it."

Alexander Foster picked her up and walked towards the car, "Endure it for a bit, the other planes will arrive soon."

Chloe nodded her head, slowly lifting her gaze, only to see the refugees looking at her with eyes full of fear.

As Alexander Foster placed her in the car, those who were close to the vehicle unanimously moved away from it, as if avoiding a plague.

Seeing this, a guard scolded them, "She just saved all of our lives! Why are you looking at her with such eyes?"

"She did save us, but she is also one of the Mutated People."

"Yeah, yeah, and her powers are so strong. What if she loses her mind like those crazed Mutated People and suddenly starts biting people?"

"I’ve heard not all Mutated People can preserve their sanity. Some lose their minds when they are physically weak and start harming others."

"She’s a pregnant woman, you know. Pregnant women are very frail. I think she looks very unwell right now."

"Enough!"

A stern, angry shout came from the side of the car as Alexander Foster’s cold gaze swept over their faces, his voice icy, "Those who are afraid, get lost immediately!"

The crowd looked at the furious handsome man before them. He was a standard Eastern man but spoke the local language very fluently. His handsome and gentle face became harsh and rigid with anger, commanding their respect and inducing fear.

Suddenly, one by one, no one dared to speak.

They bowed their heads but did not move away, not leaving this place rashly.

Because they knew that while it might be dangerous here, it was not as dangerous as other places.

Alexander Foster did not bother too much with them, his gaze turning to James Cunningham, "Do you have any hot water?"

James Cunningham snapped back to reality, busily responding, "I have bottled water. I can find a way to heat it, just wait!"

Saying so, he immediately went to do it.

Alexander Foster bent down and entered the car, with his legs still standing outside. His hand gently pressed on Chloe’s lower abdomen, comforting the little one inside.

Chloe, seeing his lingering anger, smiled slightly and couldn’t help but lean in and plant a kiss on his cheek, "There’s no need to get angry with them. It’s just human nature."

Alexander Foster looked up at her, his obsidian-like eyes regaining their gentleness, "When it comes to you, I can’t help it."

He lowered his eyes to her protruding belly, his voice growing heavy, "Listen to me, you two, this is a critical time, and you’re not allowed to trouble your mom."

She was amused again, "They’re just a few months old, they can’t hear yet, can they?"

"They can," he was certain.

James Cunningham quickly brought the hot water.

Alexander Foster took it, first making a cup of warm water for her to drink, and used the rest for her to soak her feet.

Although Chloe felt he was being overly anxious, she also enjoyed the sensation, feeling her heart enveloped by full-on happiness, very warm.

A group of people waited a long time at the site, the driver who had parachuted down was actively contacting the incoming planes.

However, due to many factors, the time was delayed again and again.

The tight feeling in Chloe’s abdomen slowly dissipated, but as soon as she started to use her ability to control objects, that feeling would come back.

Worried that this would harm the fetus, she decided not to use her powers lightly again.

Suddenly, she clutched Alexander Foster’s hand, a look of alarm on her face.

Alexander Foster looked up, "What’s wrong?"

"Quick, get everyone into the car and leave this place!"

Alexander Foster became grave, not asking any further questions, and conveyed the orders.