Chapter 124 Self-intoxication

Elliot was taken aback, about to examine her closely when she opened her eyes, blew out the candles, and mischievously winked at him.

"Done," she said.

"How many wishes did you make?" he asked.

"Twenty!" she replied.

Elliot chuckled. "Why so many?"

"One wish per year! I never used to make wishes before, so I'm catching up today.”

Her casual remark stirred something inside Elliot. "You never celebrated your birthday before?"

"We did, just with a simple meal. There were no birthday cakes. Later, as I grew up, we had birthday cakes but never made wishes!"

Elliot turned on the lights, picked up the cake knife, and cut a beautifully presented piece of cake for her. "Try this."

Sophia took it, pierced a piece with a fork, and tasted it. The perfect blend of cream and chocolate exploded in her mouth, delighting her taste buds. "Delicious!"

He smiled and poured a glass of wine for her and himself. Raising his glass, he said, "Happy birthday, Soph."

Sophia raised her glass and clinke