HPDBC Chapter 295 Drained it in the sink and threw the bottle in the trash.
Chapter 295 Drained it in the sink and threw the bottle in the trash.
When Aiden gave such a philosophical ideology about the intentions behind the gifts, Arwen didn't know what to say. He looked so innocent as if he had truly put a lot of thought before deciding upon writing a personal note of appreciation.
But knowing the shrewdness of the man sitting in front of her, she is never going to doubt if that was the case. He can be anything but innocent to that extent.
Hence, she wanted to know, what was he truly thinking while deciding that.
Pressing a smile on her lips, she scratched the corner of her brows. Clearing her throat, she asked, "What did you write to him?"
She waited for him to respond to her back. But given the attitude he was carrying at that moment, she didn't think she would be getting any response from him. Hence, she probed again, this time rephrasing her words.
"Did you truly write only a note of appreciation in his name?"
Aiden glanced back at her, arching his brows slightly. "You think I can't write just a note of appreciation to him?"
Arwen looked skeptical. Her eyes narrowed at him. "I doubt that."
"Since you doubt it, tell me what you think?" he asked, continuing in a tone laced with amusement. "If not the note of appreciation, then what do you think I have written to him."
She didn't want to guess, but she knew it wasn't as simple as a note of appreciation for sure. "I don't know."
"You don't know?"
Arwen shook her head.
He nodded back to her. "Then can you believe me?"
She asked him, not because she didn't believe him, but because she was curious to know. But he wasn't willing to reveal, she didn't mind it at all. After all, anyway, if he had written a note, he would have already sent it. And that it would be in the hands of Ryan, it was his concern to look after. Why should she break her head over it and contemplate more than it was needed.
Thus, shrugging her shoulders, she said, "It's not important to know if you don't want to tell. Since it's something you decided, I will trust you." Saying that, she leaned forward and picked up the plates and dishes to take back into the kitchen.
"I can't bring it."
She raised her brows slightly and asked without much thought. "Why?"
He turned to look at her. His expression shifted ever so subtly. "Because I drained it in the sink and threw the bottle in the trash."
Arwen was almost jolted. She blinked her eyes as if trying to get back to the reality. "You did what?"
Did he say that he drained the wine in the sink and threw the bottle in the trash?
Then what happened to disrespecting someone's good wishes?
Didn't he just say that he didn't want to disrespect that so-called good wish?
Aiden's demeanor remained unwavered. Clearing his throat, he said, "It wouldn't have suited our stomach so it was a waste. I just didn't want to store it for long and take the space in our cellar."
Space in the cellar? Husband, it sounds like you didn't want it to take even a little space in our lives.
But she felt truly bad.
That expensive bottle of Lafite ... what did it do to deserve that gruesome treatment?
"What are you thinking?" Aiden asked when saw her lost in thought. "You feel bad for ..."
Nothing letting him complete, Arwen shook her head. "Why would I feel bad for something unimportant, husband?" she chuckled. "It's just that I suddenly feel curious again."
"Curious?" he asked and she forced a laugh before nodding.
"Yes," she said. "Now I am truly curious to know what exactly you have written in that appreciation note."