Chapter 371
Marian''sughter filled the room, the corners of her mouth reaching her ears. "Ah, you remembered
how much I love a good drink. What a sweet girl. Pour one out for me, please."
ra poured a generous ss for Marian and then proceeded to serve everyone at the table.
When she got to Ian, her mouth watered with envy. In a hushed tone, she asked, "Um, Ian, can I
have just a tiny sip?"
Without missing a beat, Ian firmly declined, "Sweetheart, pregnantdies shouldn''t be drinking.
Have you forgotten? Do you want our baby toe out asking for a bottle of beer instead of milk?"
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"But just a teeny taste won''t hurt! Or I could just lick it. Bueberry wine isn''t going to knock me out."
As she spoke, ra ran her tongue over her lips, clearly yearning for a taste.
Ian chuckled and yfully pinched her nose. He brought the ss to her lips, teasing, "Just a lick.
Any more, and you''re getting a spank."
ra nodded eagerly, her eyes crinkling with joy. She sniffed the beverage first, finding the aroma
strangely familiar as if she''d had it before. Following her instincts, she let her tongue graze the
liquid. The rich, sweet vor,ced with a subtle hint of alcohol, tantalized her taste buds. Just that
little touch brought back a flood of childhood memories.
Staring at the ss in wonder, she couldn''t help but take another sip despite Ian''s protests. The
cool liquid slid down her throat, leaving a lingering, mellow aftertaste. It was the vor she had
cherished for years, the taste of her youth that she couldn''t forget.
Her heart skipped a beat. She handed the ss to Casey, her eyes sparkling with uncontainable
excitement. "Dad, this wine is the same one that boy''s mom used to make."
Casey caught on immediately, taking a small sip himself, his eyes widening in disbelief. "It''s got the
same taste, ra. Could Brodie really be little Nine?" Putting together all the ways Brodie had
looked after ra, Casey felt even more convinced in his guess.
ra''s eyes welled up with tears. "Dad, I knew he and his mom weren''t gone. They were too
good... How could they just die? I need to go to the hospital and find out everything."
She stood to leave, but Ian''s grip on her wrist held her back. Ian watched her get so worked up at
the recognition of Brodie as her childhood friend, and he felt a chill in his heart. If it weren''t for the
child they were expecting, he might have worried that ra would kick him to the curb and run back
to Brodie.
He held ra close, soothing her, "Granny''s been ving away in the kitchen to make this meal for
you. She''d be heartbroken if you didn''t eat. We can deal with everything else after dinner, okay?"
ra really wanted the truth, but one look at Marian''s hopeful expression, and she obediently
nodded. "Okay, we''ll go after we eat."
The meal was lively, but ra was distracted throughout. She couldn''t stop thinking about how
Brodie and his mother had survived all these years and why they hadn''t revealed themselves to her.
As she was lost in thought, Ian''s deep, husky voice brought her back to reality. "ra, had enough
to eat? If you''re full, I''ll take you to see your childhood sweetheart." He tried to sound casual, but his
eyes betrayed a tinge of jealousy.
ra, oblivious to his mood, nodded impatiently. "Yes, let''s go now."
Ian frowned at her eagerness. "You ungrateful little thing. It''s like feeding a dog that doesn''t know its
master. I''ve been so good to you, and yet you can''t stop thinking about your childhood friend."
Despite his jealousy, he was resigned to taking ra to Brodie. Edwin couldn''t help butugh at the
situation. "Ian, I never thought I''d see the day."
Ian shot back without a hint of politeness, "Get lost! I love my wife, and if she wants to reach for the
stars, I won''t stop her if she wants to go looking for some snotty kid in diapers."
He wrapped his arm around ra and headed for the door, but as soon as they stepped outside,
his bravado vanished, and he looked at ra with puppy-dog eyes. "Babe, you still like me a little
more, right?"