Mr. Sampson appeared at the right time and broke the atmosphere. "Master Todd sent you a bottle of red wine."
Stuart slowly moved his eyes from the laptop to Mr. Sampson, and he frowned slightly. "Why did he send me wine?"
There were wine cellars in the Villa with lots of wine, but Stuart did not like to drink. He thought it had a negative impact on people's lives. Why did Todd bring him wine? He knows how much he dislikes drinking.
"Master Todd said it was a very delicious wine and thought that you and Edie would enjoy it. Master Todd also left you a note." Mr. Sampson cleared his throat uncomfortably. When Stuart saw Mr. Sampson's reaction, Stuart didn't have to think about it. He knew right away that there was nothing good on the note.
"Give it to me."
"Yes, Master." Mr. Sampson passed him the red wine and the note. Stuart opened the note. First, he was expecting a long speech. It said, "Stuart and Edie, please try this wine and enjoy the evening together. Hopefully, it puts you both in the mood, and soon I will have a little nephew to play with."
Stuart opened the box of wine. It was an excellent wine. It was made in 1941; Cabernet Sauvignon is the most famous red wine with a big, bold taste. It is one of the most popular wines in America. It is the grandest of all red wines.
Stuart was about to give it to Mr. Sampson to put in the wine cellar when he could feel Edie staring at him. He wished she was looking at him, but unfortunately, her target was the wine in his hand. Edie looked surprised, "Is this Cabernet Sauvignon?"
"Yes," Stuart said unwittingly and made the gesture of handing the wine to Mr. Sampson. Edie swallowed, excitement beginning to buzz through her. Edie loved to try different wines. This was a hobby of hers. When she shared an apartment with Melissa, they would buy a few bottles of different wines occasionally. Since her move to the Villa, she had been a bit more restrained and not had a drink in a long time.
It would be a shame to have a bottle of red wine like Cabernet Sauvignon and not try it. "Let's try it. I have never tasted this type of wine before." Stuart frowned and looked more and more gorgeous in his strong and masculine face.
Edie hesitated for only a second. "Could we please, just one sip?"
"Well," Stuart nodded, "I don't drink, and I didn't think you did either? Mr. Sampson, here take this, please." Edie saw that he was about to hand over the wine. In a hurry, she leaned over and grabbed his sleeve.
"I really want to try it."
Edie and Stuart exchanged a quick, meaningful look, and then Stuart said, "Mr. Sampson, go and open the wine." Mr.
Sampson, who was standing next to him, grinned and said,
"Yes, Sir." Mr. Sampson took the wine, and Edie's eager eyes stuck to Mr. Sampson until he turned the corner.
Stuart was a little upset. She had never looked at him like that.
If Todd knew what Stuart was thinking, he would laugh himself right off the sofa without hesitation. He would say, "You are jealous of a bottle of wine?"
Mr. Sampson moved quickly; he opened the wine and brought two crystal wine glasses back with him. Edie and Stuart took the glasses and held them out for Mr. Sampson. He graciously poured the wine for both men.
Edie gently shakes her crystal glass clockwise. She closed her eyes to smell the intoxicating scent and sigh in contentment before she took a drink. "Oh my, I have never tasted anything so good. This is really a glass of good wine."
Opening her eyes, she could see a little red surrounding the crystal glass. She was so excited, "Wow, it is a good wine, it left wine marks on the glass." Only wine made from grape juice and stored in oak barrels for an extended period of time will leave wine marks on the glass when shaking.
Stuart glanced at Edie with a little surprise, "I didn't expect that you knew anything about red wine." Edie proudly raised her head, "Of course, my mother liked wine, and I drank with her at a very young age, which was a hobby of mine for a few years."
Edie first sipped it, and then her eyes lit up. Indeed, the taste of Cabernet Sauvignon was much better than the average wine. Edie quickly finished her drink and raised the glass. Mr.
Sampson, "One more, please. Finished again, one more."
Stuart hadn't even finished his first glass of wine, and Edie had three drinks already. Looking at Edie drinking, Stuart said,
"This wine has a powerful aftertaste." Edie's face was turning a little red, she smiled more than usual, and her eyes looked like the crescent moon.
"It's okay. Do you want to know what my nickname was when I was in college? Drink Drank Drunk. A bottle of red wine can't drink me down." Stuart looked at her smiling face and said nothing. He could only feel tenderness in his usually cold eyes.
Just let her drink as much as she wants. What does it matter?
We are at home. The two of them drank the whole night. Edie's face kept getting more and redder, but both their spirits seemed to be getting higher. Edie suddenly stood on the sofa with the glass in her hand and said excitedly, "Stuart, let's go to the terrace and see the stars!"
"You drank too much, and you won't be able to see the stars, let alone stand up."
Edie was a little shaky, and Stuart hugged her waist to prevent her from falling. She leaned against his arms. Her bright eyes are looking at him. With an exquisite voice, she says, "Let's look at the stars, okay?"
Her drunken look was fresh, like a kitten, very clingy, and sharp claws. She looked at him like a cat. You didn't know when it was going to attack you. It was that kind of look that made him feel like his heart was about to melt.
"Here's your wine." Stuart placed the glass in her hand. "What do you want to do?" Before Edie could react, She was picked up by Stuart and walked to the terrace on the second floor.
Edie froze for a moment, then smiled and hugged his neck.
"Oh yeah, we were going to look at the stars!" When the balcony door was opened, a gust of night air blew on Stuart's face.
He put Edie down next to the terrace railing. His arm still carefully hugging her waist. He was worried that because she was so unstable that she may fall. Today was a good day. The stars were shining and bright in the sky.
When Edie reached for the terrace, she quieted down. She held her head up and looked at the stars as a child and drank two glasses of wine.
"You have been drinking for a while." Stuart's voice was in her ear and seemed to taste better than the wine. Edie turned around and saw his face. Without thinking, she said, "You look so handsome. You look better than the stars."
Although it was not a pleasant thing for a man to be praised for his appearance by a star, Stuart still had a slight smile in the corner of his lips.
"Really?"
Edie thought for a moment, as if with a sudden determination.
She looked into his eyes and said, "I really like you; I mean really like you a lot."