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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 313

Fiona looked at the wine glass handed by Henry in front of her, and her face kept changing. There was a maggot in this cup!

"No, it's better for me to toast to you. I'll pour another glass for myself." Fiona pushed away the glass handed by Henry.

"Why?" Henry said with a smile, "Aunt Wong, you don't drink there is something in this glass of wine?"

Henry's words made Fiona's heart tighten subconsciously. She forced a smile and said, "How could it be? What can be in the wine?"

"Well, I thought there would be something like worms in it." Henry deliberately said, "Since there are no worms, Auntie Wong, don't refuse. Honey, please give me my wine. This time this misunderstanding is too big, I have to give Auntie Wang a good toast."

Henry took the glass handed over by Sylvia and then squeezed the glass of wine into Fiona's hand.

Fiona held the cup of wine with maggot hidden in it, and her face was full of embarrassment. She leaned over and winked at an old man.

"Young man! It's a little too much for you to do this. The wine was given to you by Fiona. It's not appropriate for you to return it. Sylvia, you should take the glass of wine in Auntie Wong's hand and drink it." The old man said.

Henry suddenly turned his head and looked at the person who spoke. "Old thing, shut your mouth!"

Henry's sudden attitude stunned all the people in the room. No one expected that Henry would suddenly say such a thing.

"Honey!" Sylvia pulled Henry's clothes.

"Henry, you've gone too far," Nelson said with a look of blame. Even though Henry might not like him, he had to be polite and call him uncle. As a result, he was called 'old thing' by Henry.

The rest of the people who were the same age as Master Lin also reproached him.

"Old Lin, your grandson-in-law doesn't know the etiquette."

"You have to educate him more. He's just a son-in-law. Don't give him too much face."

The old man, who was scolded by Henry, showed anger on his face. "Junior, do you know who you are talking to?"

"Ha." Henry smiled contemptuously. "I don't know who you are and I'm not interested in knowing. I just want to know how many benefits Fiona Wong has promised you if you help!"

Fiona's face changed again. "Henry, I don't know what you're talking about."

"You don't know?" Henry raised his eyebrows and struck out like lightning, directly sticking Fiona's throat. "If you don't know, give me the glass of wine in your hand!"

Fiona's neck was stuck by Henry, so she couldn't get rid of him. She glanced at the glass in her hand and wanted to smash it to the ground. Even if the maggot couldn't be put in Sylvia, she wouldn't drink it herself.

As soon as Fiona raised her hand, she found nothing in her hand. The wine glass in her hand returned to Henry's hand.

Henry let go of Fiona, took the wine glass containing the maggot, and walked to the old man who had just spoken for Fiona. "If she doesn't drink, why don't you drink?"

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