She moved quickly, but she still had a sorry look. Jared was amused and laughed out. "Slow down, Amber. You'll get choked."
"No!" Amber put down the goblet on the table with strength and pushed it to him. "One more glass, please."
Jared raised his eyebrows. "Don't you feel sorry now?"
Amber glanced at him. "How could it be possible? I still am, but I'd rather finish it compared to making it sour. Hurry! One more glass," she urged him.
Jared chuckled again. "Okay. Here you go."
He picked up the wine bottle and refilled her goblet.
Amber picked it up. Staring at the shiny red liquid inside, she sighed. "It's all your fault. Why did you suddenly cook for me?"
"Hmm?" Jared looked at her in confusion. "Is it my fault?"
How could she blame him for it?
"Of course!" Amber stomped. "If you hadn't cooked, I wouldn't have wanted to celebrate it. If so, I wouldn't have recalled this bottle of wine. If I hadn't thought of it, you wouldn't have had the chance to open it. All in all, it's your fault."
Jared was shocked by her words.
He had never known she was two-faced. She pushed all blame on him.
He admitted that he had cooked for dinner and taken the initiative to do it, but he didn't ask her to celebrate it.
She wanted to celebrate it, and he tried to stop her but failed. She insisted on taking out the wine.
Now, she was blaming him for everything.
Jared covered his forehead, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Amber was unhappy, seeing him keep silent and press his thin lips together as if he was thinking. She pounded on the table. "What's wrong? Are you not convinced? Don't you think it's all your fault?"
Jared's lips twitched.
She was forcing him to admit it was his fault.
"All right. All right. It's all my fault. I'm sorry." Jared had to accept his fate and take all the blame. He patted Amber on her shoulder to calm her down.
Amber was his girlfriend, so he didn't mind taking the blame. He could coax her.
After all, he had to be tolerant. And he was willing to be that for Amber.
Thinking of that, Jared took a sip of the wine in his goblet. "How lucky you are to have me as your boyfriend. No one in this world will spoil you so much."
He shook the wine slightly, staring at the red liquid. He chuckled.
This was the first time he accepted to take the blame, and it was all because of the wine.
He was willing to do it. If others knew it, they wouldn't believe it.
Amber knew what Jared meant by his words and also realized how unreasonable she seemed just now.
However, she didn't care. Jared was her boyfriend. It wouldn't be a big deal if he took the blames.
Thinking of that, Amber snorted willfully at Jared. "I'm glad you are sensible."
Jared pinched her cheek. "Why didn't I know you were so naughty before?"
Amber patted his hand off. "You don't know me well. I don't think you have seen my sides."
"Oh?" Jared curled up his lips. "Then I look forward to digging them out."
"Take your time. I wonder how many you'll find." She gulped down the rest of the wine in her goblet as she spoke. Then she put the glass in front of him.
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