Chapter 23. You Are the Reason of My Drunken State

As the scene reflected in front of his eyes, Adolphus poured the wine into the glass. Iris was smiling at Radulf. She wasn’t scared of him at all and was comfortable around him. However, with him, she used to be scared easily.

Did she ever smile the way she smiled in front of Radulf?

No! She never did that.

He brought the wine glass near his mouth and gulped it down his throat in seconds. He wiped his lips with the back of his palm and plopped the glass on the table before him. In the dim candlelight, his face carried a murderous expression.

He had to make an excuse right before the feast that he had urgent work to finish. Because of Radulf, he lied, and most importantly, Iris bothered him. If he had been present at the feast, then he would have definitely done something which could have raised doubts in the minds of many people.

He poured the wine again into the glass, and this time he swirled it in his hand. He knitted his brows and recalled how Iris