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Chapter 693
He glanced at the phone next to the pillow but didn’t pick it up to see who she was texting to.
Instead, he lay down and hugged her from behind.
She opened her eyes, but did not move, and then slowly closed her eyes.
At night.
The chef Ramiro found made a large table of delicious dishes. The rectangular dining table in the living room was full. Samantha placed the plates with a spoon and napkins neatly.
It’s not every year or festival, but there are so many people today that it seems to be as lively as a festival.
Peter was relatively quiet, sitting on the sofa, holding his mobile phone and pondering the message Carla had sent him.
He just came out of the morgue when he received a call from Harrison to investigate the cause of Diane’s death.
The official gave a statement today, suicide.
In order to make sure Diane committed suicide, he brought a forensic doctor who was close to him and secretly examined Diane’s body. There were no injuries on her body, only a strangle mark on her neck, because Diane was hanged.
But the forensic doctor still found out the suspicious point. He found human skin-like things in her fingernails. As for what it is, it will be confirmed by laboratory tests.
After receiving Harrison’s message, he went back to take a shower and changed into clean clothes. When he was about to come to the villa, he received a message from Carla.
His first reaction was to call Ryan. Asked what happened, but thinking of Carla’s refusal to speak, he didn’t make the call.
According to her request, he got a wheelchair in the back of the car, and then came to the villa.
“What are you looking at?” Harrison sat next to him, and had been looking at his mobile phone since he had been from the villa.
Peter calmly pressed the phone screen to the black screen, and Harrison seemed to see that he was confident, watching him, “Who sent you the message and looked so fascinated?”
Peter put the phone in his pocket and glanced at him, “Could you not be so gossiping?”
Harrison made a cut and sat on another sofa, “How rare I seem to be, I am not interested in information from an old place like you.”
Peter, “…”
This person really is, his mouth is forgiving at all.
Ramiro was peeling oranges. Hearing Harrison’s words, he raised his head and glanced at Peter, and asked gossiping, “At this age, are you really still good?”
Peter, “…”
Harrison clutched his stomach, not wanting to laugh at Peter, but couldn’t help it.
Samantha came over and said, “After eating, you wash your hands, I’ll go upstairs and call them.”
Neither of them slept, but they both pretended to fall asleep. Hearing Samantha’s voice, pretended to be as if they had just woken up. Carla didn’t know if Ryan was asleep, but Ryan knew. Carla didn’t fall asleep.
But he pretended not to know anything, got up, and wiped her hands with a wet towel. He was very serious. Carla lowered her head and looked at his hand, “Everything has to be served, just like a waste person.”
Ryan didn’t look up, still meticulous, “It’s much more useful than a waste person, at least it can give me a baby.”
After wiping, he collected the towel, put it on the table, and squeezed her face vigorously, “All day long, all nonsense, hug me.”
Ryan held her arm around his neck and lifted her from the bed in the princess’s embrace.
From pregnancy to now, Carla is used to him holding her.
Downstairs, they were all in the living room and saw Ryan holding Carla down and got up from the sofa.
Going down the stairs, Ryan walked towards the dining room, “Sit down.”
He put her on the chair, then opened the chair next to her and sat beside her. The three of them were sitting opposite Peter.
The dining table was very large. There were five of them, and there were a lot of places left. This is one. A rectangular dining table that can accommodate fifteen people.
Harrison said, “Today is very rich, thank you sister-in-law for the hospitality.”
Carla said with a smile on her face, “It should be me thanking you. I am out of this stage and you were too busy. I remember it all.”
“Mother Samantha.” She called Samantha.
“Eh.” Samantha walked over hurriedly, she said, “Bring two bottles of wine from the wine cabinet.” She specifically asked, “White.”
Samantha responded and turned to get the wine.
It’s common to eat and drink, especially on such occasions, but Carla also specially ordered white wine, what does it mean?
Does she want them all to be drunk?
Ryan lowered his eyes and all his thoughts were obscured, and he didn’t express any opinions, leaving Carla.
Samantha took two bottles of Moutai in 80 Years 500, both of which are 53 degrees. Most people cannot afford Moutai this year.
Carla knew that there was a lot of wine in the wine cabinet. When she was in the villa, she opened it and saw that there were a few bottles of Moutai with a long age and high alcohol content.
There is only this kind of white wine, and there are many kinds of red wine. She ordered white wine, and Samantha naturally took this kind of wine.
She asked Samantha to open it, and said, “Pour it for Harrison.”
She opened the other bottle in front of her and went to see Ryan, “I am in a good mood, can I entertain them for a drink?”
Ryan looked up at her. His deep eyes were like a bottomless lake. He looked at her for a few seconds. The corners of his lips rose slightly, and he outlined a gentle chuckle, “As long as you like it.”
He has no objection.
Chapter 694
Carla curled her lips, her eyes full of clear smiles like Bibo’s, “You said, I have encountered such a thing, after they are done with it, don’t I have to respect them? But I can’t be like this. You drink for me?”
While speaking, she filled the glass in front of Ryan.
He glanced down at the full glass of white wine and raised his lips. It turned out that this trap banquet was set for him.
It’s still that petting smile, “Listen to you.”
Harrison blinked, he seemed to smell an unusual breath, what are these two people doing? Sing them a double reed?
“Ryan, you guys are…”
What’s going on?
“On the Internet, you must have done your best. I thank you. If you are unwilling to accept my gratitude, you will not drink it.” After being pregnant, she did not look at her mobile phone except to answer the phone in the hospital. It was the doctor’s round that day.
A nurse browsed the news, watched the video while sneaking at her, she found the clues.
Only then took Samantha away and watched the news on her mobile phone.
Carla had said this, he couldn’t refuse anymore, so he had to pick it up, still staring at Ryan a little uneasy, did he drink this wine or not?
Carla handed Ryan a wine glass. He looked down at her, clearly understood everything in his heart, and accepted it very cooperatively.
White wine is not milder than red wine, and it is very rushing after filling it. If you have not eaten before, drink this degree of wine on an empty stomach, and you will get drunk more easily.
Harrison only had a small half cup, and after drinking it in one breath, the spicy brows might have been together. He took a spoon dish and stuffed it into his mouth, trying to suppress the burning sensation.
Carla looked at Ryan anxiously. He was expressionless, as if he had just drunk water. She knew his taste, and put a spoon to suit his taste and put it on the plate.”
Ryan came over and said in her ear, “Do you love me?”
Carla hardened her heart and whispered, “No.” As if to prove that what she said was true, she filled the glass of wine in front of Ryan.
She put down the bottle, “You should drink this glass with Ramiro, you are not in the company, how busy he is, how busy you are.”
“It’s all my own business, it should be, it should.” Ramiro was flattered.
It’s really easy to get drunk by dry drinking. After two full glasses of white wine, Ryan’s eyes appeared red blood. He looked okay. Carla knew that he must be uncomfortable. Drinking this level of wine on an empty stomach would hurt people.
But she couldn’t get out without getting him drunk.
Even though it was so distressing, she refilled it again, “You respect me this cup, I married you at the age of eighteen, and you gave me nothing, no wedding, no ceremony, a marriage certificate, or someone else took me. I’m going to talk about it, thinking about it, I’m quite aggrieved, do you think you should…”
Before she finished speaking, Ryan poured the glass of wine down.
The blue veins on his forehead stretched out a tight line along with the contour of his face. His Adam’s apple was rolling up and down, and his voice was very hoarse.
While speaking, he filled himself with a glass, “Today I want to say something in front of my brothers.”
“This woman.” Holding Carla in his arms, “I am very grateful to her.”
The three men on the opposite side sat quietly and agreed, saying, “We all know.”
“You have to respect this cup and give birth to Alan and Iris for me.” After drinking it again, he continued to fill it up, “A glass can’t express my apology, my heart aches, missed and ignorant all those years, thank you, you raise them well.”
What he said was from his heart, he had never said it, but he had never forgotten it in his heart.
Six years, too long, more than 3,000 days and nights, not only time, but also many good things and joys that he never participated in.
He has never experienced the tension and expectation of being a father is anxiously waiting at the door of the delivery room.
He didn’t know what his child looked like when he was born.
He didn’t know, when his child had his first tooth.
He didn’t know how old his child was when he could talk, what did the first sentence they say, whether they called father or mother first.
He didn’t know what it was like to hold a newborn baby.
Perhaps he deliberately wanted Carla to achieve his goal, or perhaps it was the sad thing that touched the bottom of his heart, and he finished the bottle of wine by himself.
Also drunk.
He held Carla and said nothing or let go.
I just want to hold, feel that this soft, warm, thinking, and alive woman, hugging in her arms, feels that she is complete, flesh and blood.
“You are drunk.” Carla patted him on the back.
He buried his head in her neck, “I’m not drunk, I’m just uncomfortable.”
He held Carla’s hand to his heart, “It’s uncomfortable inside.”
Carla flapped her eyelashes and said lowly, “I know, we will have a long time to come, and now you need to sleep.”
“Excuse me, put him upstairs.” She looked at the three men opposite.
If you don’t know what’s going on at the beginning, it will become clear later that this meal is entirely for the purpose of filling Ryan wine.
As for why, don’t know.
Two people are enough, Peter did not go up, but looked at Carla, “What do you want to do?”
Carla answered the wrong question, “Is his drinking capacity good?”
“Under normal circumstances, it’s not bad. After all, he is a businessman who often drinks and socializes.” Even if he doesn’t have enough alcohol, he can still drink regularly.
“Can you say he is drunk?” Carla asked.
Later on, he was obviously pouring himself, and her behavior was so obvious, he must know that she wanted him to drink and want him to be drunk.
“He is in a bad mood and gets drunk easily.” The subtext should be drunk, with emotion behind it.
Carla took a deep breath, having reached this point, she could only continue according to her plan.
“Samantha, go up and take care of him.” He was drunk, thirsty, and wanted to vomit without anyone taking care of him.
Samantha was soaking honey in the kitchen, Carla pursed her lips, “Pour him water.”
She was afraid that he would sober up, and she would not have time.
“Where is the wheelchair I ask you to get?” She looked at Peter.
“What do you want to do…”
“I don’t have much time, let’s talk, while we walk.” Carla interrupted him.
Samantha stood still, not advancing or retreating.
Drink so much wine, not even a glass of honey water?
Thinking about going to the kitchen, Samantha poured another cup, but still put the honey, of course, without Carla’s gaze, secretly put it.
Peter put the wheelchair next to Carla, stretched out his hand to help her sit up, and then pushed her out.
When she reached the car, she helped her get into the car, and the wheelchair folded in the back seat.
He got into the driving position and started the car, and at the same time asked, “Now you can say, you do everything possible to get drunk, who are you going to see? Or is there something?”
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