Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 1097

In the noisy background, his voice was just audible.

However, Anthea held her breath.

She looked up at him in a daze, unconsciously clenching the chopsticks in her hand.

She could not believe that he remembered such a trivial thing!

Once, they attended Master Hsu's birthday party. At that time, they just met a few times. When the party ended, he sent her back and took her to eat a bowl of noodles.

The waiter brought her a bowl of beef noodles with beef and a little coriander.

Anthea did not eat coriander. She did not mind it when there was some in the dish or soup, but she would eat it only after picking all the coriander out.

When Adam saw it, he asked why, but she did not expect him to remember it after such a long time...

Anthea was once again in a disturbed state of mind.

However, Declan did not know what had happened between them. He knew that Adam was her uncle-inlaw, who should know about her eating habits.

He just felt very sorry. "I'm sorry, Anthea. I don't know it!" "It's okay..." Anthea came back to her senses and shook her head.

Declan wanted to make up for it. "How about the cabbages? I'll get some for you!"

Anthea smiled at him, shook her head, and said, "Declan, enjoy the meal. I can do it by myself!"

Seeing this, Declan stopped picking up food for her because he was afraid of making any more mistakes. It was okay that he did not get a good performance, but he would not allow himself to do a bad job before Anthea.

The lively atmosphere of eating hot pot went on, and even the air was filled with the tantalizing aroma of spice.

Although Anthea was absorbed in eating all the time, she still paid some attention to Adam from the corner of her eyes.

He did not eat much. At this time, he had put down his chopsticks and was smoking.

What a good-looking man! Anthea sighed in her heart while looking at his deep-set black eyes, prominent nose, slightly pursed lips, and the smooth lines from his chin to the throat. She found his chiseled features irresistible.

He looked serious and cold, composed and

imposing.

The corners of Anthea's lips curled into a smile.

The hot pot was delicious, but her emotions were churning like surging sea waves.

She was very confused.

One year ago, she mistakenly thought that he and Mira were a couple, so she gave up on him in embarrassment. But now, she knew that there was no ambiguous relationship between them, and they were just acting to be a couple.

Compared with him, Anthea was still too young and too naTve.

Looking at his deep eyes and dark brows, she could not figure out what he was thinking.

He was like the starry sky above - though she could see it, she had never fully understood it.

When they were having the meal, a few people with a jar of wine in their arms came to the settlement center for residents.

Now the floodwaters gradually subsided. Many flooded bungalows on the high ground had exposed half of them.

Although there was no way for the residents to go back and live there, some would occasionally go back to check. After all, their homes were there.

People in this area liked making wine. A tall man brought back many jars of wine. Since they had the hot pot tonight, he took the wine out and sent some jars here.

The soldiers were not allowed to drink in the army. So, they burst into an uproar when seeing the wine.

The moment they pulled out the plugs, the smell of the wine instantly dispersed.

Anthea also wanted to drink some wine to ease her nerves. When she got drunken, she could forget everything and stop thinking about how Adam thought of her. Thinking of this, she handed over the tea mug next to her.

Adam frowned and said, "You should not drink wine."

"It doesn't matter. I want to have a taste!" Anthea did not look at him and said, "Declan, pour me some wine, please."

Declan hesitated. He looked at Adam and Anthea, who had two faint dimples on her smiling face. After an intense inner struggle, he braced himself and poured her half a glass of wine.

Anthea thanked him in a soft voice and picked up the mug to drink.

She was actually not good at drinking. If drinking more than a bottle of beer, she would get drunk!

This was the first time she tried the white spirit. She took two small sips.

She only felt the pungent smell almost choked her. The spicy feeling spread from her throat to her stomach. It seemed that the wine had flowed into her blood and reached her heart, which brought her some warmth.

After finishing the wine in the mug, Anthea picked up the wine jar next to her and poured herself half a mug of wine.

She held the mug and kept drinking the wine. Declan, seeing this, stopped eating immediately. He put down his chopsticks and could not help asking her with concern, "Anthea, are you all right?" "I'm fine!" Anthea smiled and shook her head.

As the effect of the alcohol came up, her beautiful eyes sparkled.

Declan knew Anthea was very young but had no idea how much she could drink. He was afraid that she would get drunk. "This wine was home-brewed, not from the market, so I suppose it's a bit strong. You can just have a try, but don't drink too much later! It's not good for your health!"

"Okay, but let me finish this!" Anthea nodded.

At this time, the comrade sitting next to Declan raised his voice and said, "Declan and this pretty doctor, stop whispering to each other. Drink a cup of 'cross-cupped wine!"

This comrade was Declan's good friend, who knew he liked Anthea. Today, the wine made him bold enough to seize the opportunity to help Declan get closer to Anthea.

His suggestion brought an air of excitement.

"Cross-cupped wine! Drink cross-cupped wine!"

Many people roared, looked toward them, and clapped their hands to encourage Declan and Anthea.

Anthea felt dizzy, and her ears were buzzing as if a small bug had mistakenly entered her ears. It was not easy for her to concentrate.

She did not want to disappoint them. Besides, it was nothing serious. Drinking cross-cupped wine only required them to drink arm in arm. They were still drinking from their own cups, but only in a more intimate way. No big deal, Anthea thought.

Moreover, many people here were Declan's comrades. If she refused, she would be afraid that it would hurt his self-esteem, so she might as well graciously accept the suggestion. Anthea and Declan summoned up their courage and picked up their mugs.

Declan also did not expect that his comrade would come up with such a suggestion. He looked much more bashful than Anthea, and he was too flustered to look at her. With a little excitement, he flushed. Anthea had already drunk half a mug of wine, and her cheeks turned red, which made her look even more beautiful. Bathed in the yellow light from the bulb above her head, she looked as glamorous as a fairy. Declan, facing her, was so fascinated by her beauty that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

Everyone was expecting to see them drinking the wine except for two people waiting to watch something else.

One was Leonardo, who was not far from Anthea, and the other was Carter sitting next to Adam.

They turned to look at Adam at the same time.

Adam put a cigarette between his lips and lit it with a lighter. The blue flame darted out, making his deepset eyes a little cold.

Then his eyes gradually darkened.

With fear, Leonardo and Carter withdrew their eyes from him, astonished by the others' courage!

Declan leaned closer and closer to Anthea, and they slowly raised their arms...

Leonardo and Carter began to count down in their hearts.

Three...

Two...

One...

"BANG-"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The crowd followed the sound and saw Adam slamming the lighter down onto the table, making a loud noise.

His tall and strong body suddenly jumped up, and his long legs stepped directly over the long table. He pulled Anthea, who was stunned, away before the public. The mug in her hand fell to the ground, and the wine splashed onto the ground, its fragrance overflowing.