His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 270: Considering for Him

Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Considering for Him

The heavy rain disrupted the tranquility of the mountain, and Chloe Collins’ heart was also unsettled.

Before long, he returned, carrying two bottles of water in his hands.

Without bothering to wipe the rain off his face, he first twisted open the bottle cap and handed it to her.

Chloe was a bit dazed, slowly taking the water bottle, somewhat absent-minded.

"Drink."

After saying this, Alexander Foster leisurely took out a dry towel to wipe off the rain.

In the face of the downpour, the towel wasn’t much use. His clothes were soaked through, clinging to his skin, making others feel uncomfortable just looking at him.

Chloe empathized as if the damp clothes were not only torturing Alexander, but also torturing her at the same time.

The feeling in her heart was ethereal and hard to bear.

Alexander simply wiped his face and hair with the towel, then put it aside without caring about his wet clothes.

He glanced at the stationary traffic ahead, and then inadvertently looked at Chloe, noting her intriguing gaze.

He smiled slightly, asking, "Why aren’t you drinking? Not thirsty?"

Hearing his voice, Chloe’s gaze slowly retreated, her eyes somewhat vacant and bewildered.

She didn’t look at him but said, "Take off your clothes."

Alexander’s expression froze, "Huh?"

He suspected he had misheard.

Chloe, who had already regained her composure, took a sip of water and, without looking at him, repeated, "Wearing wet clothes, don’t you find it uncomfortable?"

Alexander’s jet-black eyes suddenly sparkled with a brilliant radiant light as a joyous smile appeared on his lips, "It’s okay, I’ll change when we get to the temple."

For her to be concerned about him, what was enduring a soaking wet outfit?

Chloe glanced at him without saying anything.

A few minutes later, the road cleared up, and they went straight to the Temple’s doorway without any more traffic.

Just as the rain stopped, the sky cleared, and the beads of water on the leaves glistened in the sunlight. The air was filled with a stuffy warmth that was slightly uncomfortable, making one wish for a gust of wind to blow and refresh them.

News of Chloe’s return had already reached the Temple, and her former fellow disciples all came out to welcome her.

They had endless words for Chloe, but for Alexander, they only dared to take furtive glances, greeting him but not daring to ask any more questions.

They were full of curiosity about this ranked 19 Junior, but they also knew that his status was extraordinary and not to be easily questioned.

"Senior, Master has gone down the mountain for merit-making and will be back in the afternoon."

"Mm, I know, you guys go and find a clean set of clothes for him to change into."

She glanced at Alexander.

Alexander didn’t say anything.

"But we only have monk’s robes..."

Everyone looked at Alexander.

He gave a light nod.

The group arrived at Master Songya’s courtyard, and Alexander went into the room to change clothes.

The moment he entered, several gossip-loving juniors pulled Chloe aside and asked, "Senior, is this the rumored ranked 19 Senior?"

"Senior, is he really difficult to get along with? I heard from the other seniors that he lived here for a few months before and never ate with them, or did chores."

"Me too, I also heard that ranked 19 Senior’s living situation is different from all of us, he is treated like royalty or nobility from the past, but how could someone like him become our fellow disciple?"

"Senior, since you came with him, are you two very close?"

"Ah, of course, you wouldn’t know, but everyone else says that back then, only Senior Chloe could get close to him!"