His Versatile Gorgeous Wife (PDF) novel Chapter 1770

Chapter 1770 Slave

“Be patient. The pumpkin soup is still steaming hot. Wait till it cools down before you eat.” said Clyde as he placed the bowl of soup on the nightstand.

Nevertheless, Arielle, who was famished, could not wait any further. As Clyde watched with an astonished expression, she struggled to sit up on the bed, grabbed the bowl of pumpkin soup, and started shoving spoonfuls of soup into her mouth while blowing on it.

Only after downing the entire bowl of soup did Arielle feel a lot better though she was still quite weak and feeble.

“Miss, did you manage to eat your fill? There’s still more in the pot,” Clyde attentively asked while staring at her.

Arielle shook her head. I can’t overeat in one go since I just woke up, but small meals throughout the day sound like a good idea. I wonder if they’ll allow me to cook. Oh well, I shouldn’t say anything even if they don’t. I’m thankful enough that they saved me.

“Clyde, did you hear anything regarding the explosion of a cruise ship a few days ago?” Arielle was trying to pry information out of Clyde.

In response, he bobbed his head. Despite not heading out for the past few days, he had learned about the accident through the news since there was a television on the island.

He initially wanted to ask Arielle why she would ask him that question. Yet, before he did, he recalled how her body was swollen when they saved her. Now that I think of it, she did look like she was soaked in water for a long time.

Lifting his gaze at Arielle, he asked, “Don’t tell me you were on board that cruise ship?”

She nodded in acknowledgment. Anticipation filled her as she fixed her eyes on Clyde. “Since you know about the explosion, do you know if they’ve managed to rescue anyone alive?”

The youth shook his head. “Miss, there are only dead bodies so far. No one’s alive.”

“What’s your name? Why would you be sold to the slave market?” Anna rested her chin on her hands as she stared at him curiously while suppressing her raging emotions.

Vinson had yet to have a complete grasp of Anna’s identity and the location he was at, and thus, to answer her question, he readily built a response.

“I’m Maddox. The force from the turbulent waves sent me here after the cruise ship exploded. Those people who saved me then sold me to the slave market for trade,” Vinson explained in a deep voice.

I can’t believe I’d get sold as a slave one day.

Confoundment struck Anna as she did not expect Vinson to be a passenger on the exploded cruise ship. Well, I have to thank that explosion. Otherwise, I won’t get to meet this man.