Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 241
Holden wiped it up, and asked, “What’s wrong? You seem to be unhappy now after coming back into the room.”
“No, I’m not unhappy,” she said with a smile. She hesitated for a while and said, “I just found out that you and my husband have
the same birthday. What a coincidence.”
Holden was surprised but soon regained his composure. “That really is a coincidence.”
Ariana then put it to the back of her mind. After all, it wasn’t that strange that they had the same birthday. She then thought about
buying a birthday gift for Theodore.
After all, she had spent her husband’s birthday celebrating another man’s birthday.
She felt a little guilty.
At this thought, she couldn’t sit still much longer. She didn’t feel like it was appropriate to stay with him for too long either. She
wanted to find a reason to leave.
“Would you like a drink?” Holden stood up and picked up a bottle of wine from the counter behind him. “I brought it here today
specially. I almost forgot to drink it.”
Holden laughed. His voice was deep and husky.
Ariana felt that his throat wasn’t damaged that much. His voice was inexplicably a little pleasant.
As he opened the bottle of wine and decanted it, he began to tell Ariana about it.

“This was from my grandfather’s private collection, which was then handed over to me. Back then, only 400 bottles of this red
wine were produced in the Chateau Rieussec. 100 were kept not for sale, and the rest were sold to global red wine lovers.”
Holden seemed to be in high spirits, and Ariana didn’t want to interrupt him. She just listened quietly and made the occasional
comment.
“Less than fifty bottles still exist. Two years ago, the Duncan family bought two of them at the international wine exhibition with
one hundred million dollars as collection,” she said.
“You know something about red wine?” Holden asked in surprise.
The two bottles bought by the Duncan family had actually been from his grandfather’s private collection. He had sold them for
charity.
But there was one thing she had gotten wrong. There were still over one hundred bottles of this wine left in the Fredrick family
cellar.
“I studied abroad before so I became familiar with it,” Ariana said.
She smiled, and two dimples appeared in her cheeks.
Holden smiled back at her faintly. He poured her a small glass of wine. “Taste it.”
“sorry, I have to go back home later. I can’t drink,” Ariana refused.
“Don’t worry, you won’t get drunk from drinking a little. I’ll ask the driver to drive you back later.” He pushed the glass toward her
and looked at her eagerly.