Purchased A Mr. Right novel 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.