There was some meaning in his words, Bella wanted to follow him, but Roy stopped her, “Miss Bella, you need to clean the wound.”
A maid brought a first aid kit to her at once.
Bella’s eyes gleamed, and she inquired hesitatingly to the tender Roy, “Must Mr. Williams drink my blood every day?”
Roy nodded his head lightly, “Yes.”
His answer drove her crazy.
It was too weird, he was not a vampire, what reason did he have to drink her blood?
“You mean, Mr. Williams has a kind of strange disease, so he needs my blood to heal him. Right?” She explained and wanted to please Roy. “Well, I mean, I must supply the blood to him, I have to be careful of what I eat in case he might be allergic to something.”
Roy maintained his usual smile and answered in a soft voice, “All your food is made by W
