Chapter 13 I'll Kill You, Bad Guy
It was Grandma's birthday banquet, and only then did Louis remember that he had to attend as a member of the family.
After sitting for a while, he went upstairs and opened the door to the bedroom. It was pitch black inside.
He raised his hand to turn on the light.
The deep grey bed had a bump in it.
Louis walked over, and Blanche, having eaten and drunk her fill, had already fallen asleep, breathing softly.
Had she really gone a whole day without eating anything? Louis noticed that the upper half of her face that was visible seemed to have slimmed down compared to when she had left in the morning.
Wait a minute, how could a woman as fierce and poisonous as her go hungry? Besides, the brat Eric had come over, and that guy wouldn't have left without seeing her.
Louis gently lifted Blanche's blanket and saw that her pajamas were quite loose. Just by looking, he couldn't tell if her stomach was full or not. He reached out his hand and slowly approached Blanche's stomach.
As soon as his hand touched her, the sleeping person suddenly grabbed his hand wildly and muttered in her sleep.
"Bad guy, how dare you touch me? I'll kill you."
Louis quickly withdrew his hand, but there was a bloody wound on the back of his hand.
Was this woman pretending to be asleep? He couldn't help but compare himself to the bad guy she had just cursed at.
However, Blanche mumbled and went back to sleep, still looking like she was really asleep.
Louis's eyebrows relaxed slightly. It seemed that this woman was just sleep-talking. But in her dream, how could her words sound like she was cursing him?
Although he didn't touch her belly, it looked flat, and Louis's face darkened as he left the room and called a servant.
"Did she eat anything today?"
The servant was afraid of Louis's penetrating stare and quickly lowered her head.
"No, we dare not give her food without your permission, Mr. Herbart."
Louis hesitated for a moment, seeming to judge whether the servant was telling the truth.
In just a few seconds, the servant felt like she was about to collapse. Just as she was about to admit the truth, Louis spoke up.
"Go make some supper and wake her up to eat."
The servant was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had heard correctly. Louis had actually allowed Blanche to eat.
The servant turned and went to the kitchen, her heart beating faster. This was great. Louis hadn't found out, and she had almost told the truth.
"Hold on. If she asks, say that if she were to starve herself, it would tarnish the reputation of the Herbart family," Louis added mercilessly.
After speaking, he turned and went to the study to deal with official business.
Blanche slept soundly, her shoulder lightly pushed, and she opened her eyes in a daze. A servant was standing next to her, and there were a few dishes on the table.
"Clara, what's up?"
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