"I tried the cake too, and finished it all. My wife made it, and the taste is just different." Adrian Walyon glanced at her, still observing her reaction.
Summer Sutton wasn't sure if she was listening to him, holding a fork in her left hand and a knife in her right, quietly eating the meat on her plate.
After a few bites of the food the servant had just brought over, she picked up the white wine next to her to drink, but her wrist was pressed down by Adrian.
"I came back late last night, missed the celebration time. Shouldn't we make up for it today?"
Raising his own wine glass, Adrian clinked it with hers, wrapping his arm around hers, lifted his face, and drank all the wine from his glass.
Summer just watched as his arm entangled with hers, not drinking the wine.
Adrian was doing the cross-cupped wine ceremony.
On their wedding night, he didn't drink cross-cupped wine with her. Now that they were making up for it, would she dare not to drink?
