Chapter 1112

Adjusting his tie, he took a drag from his cigarette, but the frustration lingered in his chest.

“Weren’t you choosing wine here?” Walking up, Matthew noticed the cigarette and frowned.

“Since when did you start smoking? Anything bothering you?”

Neville turned to face his best friend.

He had much to share but swallowed his words, stopping himself.

Halting his smoking, Neville sighed.

“It’s nothing.

My family is pushing me to get married.

”

Matthew, puzzled, replied, “Aren’t you genuinely fond of Miley? Just take her home.

”

Neville answered, “It’s not the right time.

I’m going to get the wine.

”

He turned to leave, but Matthew caught his arm in a firm grip.

With an intense gaze, Matthew stated, “You’re hiding something from me.

”

Neville’s face stiffened, then he shrugged it off, reverting to his carefree demeanor.

“You’re overthinking it.

What could possibly be wrong with me?”

He pulled away and entered the wine cellar, selecting two bottles.

Seeing Matthew still scrutinizing him, Neville hastily added, “I came specifically for supper with you.

Let’s not talk about it.

”

Knowing Neville’s nature, Matthew didn’t press further but couldn’t shake off a twinge of concern.

Neville stood at the dining room’s entrance for a moment before he took a deep breath, and walked in, sporting a smile.

He walked towards Miley with the bottles of wine in hand.

“I’ve got the best wine from Matthew’s cellar for you, my love.

Tonight we must enjoy it.

”

He took the bottle opener from one of the cabinets.

“Finally! I get to try Matthew’s fine wine,” Miley said as she winked at Stella.

At that moment, Matthew walked in.

Neville poured the red wine into a decanter and returned to the dining table.

He poured wine in each glass.