The shattered glass from the wine bottle splattered across the room, some fragments hitting Ryan's hand and drawing blood.

Ryan was feeling extremely agitated as he watched Zoe take the wine glass from him, with half a bottle of wine already spilled beside him. In a fit of anger, he opened another bottle and tilted it to his lips.

After taking a long swig, he shot a displeased glance at Zoe. "You can go home now. I don't need you worrying about me."

The servant, startled, stood frozen for a moment before snapping back to reality, quickly fetching some antiseptic and band-aids.

Zoe accepted the items and placed them before...