Chapter 210

"How is that possible? Aunt Winnifred's cooking smells so good! I can't wait to try it." Yves gave a sincere compliment.

The three of them sat down politely. Yves bites into a golden-brown baked ham under Winnifred's expectant gaze.

"Oh?! This is so good, it's amazing! Even better than the chef's cooking at the hotel I visited."

Hearing Yves' praise, Winnifred smiled widely. "Thank you for the compliment. Bucky, Steve, Yves, eat more."

While they were enjoying their meal, someone knocking the door. Curious, Winnifred went to see who the guest was.

When she opened the door, she was surprised by a tall, muscular, tattooed man carrying a beautiful gift.

"Pardon me, sir, are you looking for someone?" Asked Winnifred.

"Oh, I'm looking for Mrs. Banner. This is the birthday cake that Dr. Yves has ordered, the parcel is a bit heavy, do I need to take it inside?" The muscular man was none other than the Carlos Gang staff member who was currently on courier duty.

Yves came in suddenly and asked, "Has the cake arrived yet? Sorry for coming so suddenly, Auntie. I didn't know it was your birthday, so I didn't bring anything."

"This cake is the cake I ordered earlier, I hope you like it."

"You are very kind, Yves. Thank you very much! The fact that you came to my house was a surprise." Winnifred laughed happily.

When they turned around, certain intimate parts were accidentally touched. Things got a little awkward, but Winnifred regained her senses quickly.

As a mature woman, Winnifred controlled her embarrassment with ease. She smiled and returned to her seat.

Yves, pretending nothing had happened, brought the cake to the living room. Just now, he felt a wonderful feeling; not only beautiful, but Winnifred also had a beautiful figure.

"Yves, what is this?" Bucky asked curiously. The two-hour chat had made the three of them become familiar.

"This is the cake I ordered for Aunt Winnifred, we can have dessert after dinner!" Yves said.

"Oh Yves, I hope you're not wasting your money on me. Let's have a meal. Would you like some red wine?" Winnifred took two bottles of red wine and poured everyone a glass.

"It's okay Auntie, just think of it as a gift. Also, thank you for the wine."

"I hope Aunt Winnifred can live out her days happily!" Yves smiled and toasted.

"Cheers!" Winnifred happily gulped down the red wine.

"I hope my mom is blessed with good health!" Bucky joined in the toast.

"May Aunt Winnifred be blessed with eternal youth!" Steve also joined in with his prayers.

This was Steve's first time trying red wine; it was bitter and astringent when he drank it. The red wine was not good!

"Aunt Winnifred, Bucky, thank you for your kindness. The food and drinks are very good."

"Let's have another drink!" Yves said.

Yves, Steve and Bucky continued to chat while drinking wine. Meanwhile, Winnifred happily listened to their conversation.

"Looks like it's time for us to cut the cake. No birthday party is complete without it!" Yves gestured an invitation.

They all agreed, but Bucky and Steve both staggered in their steps. Bucky certainly had a higher tolerance than Steve, but he had drunk almost a bottle; no wonder his current condition wasn't much different from Steve's, who had only drunk two glasses.

The three sang the birthday song together while Winnifred took a knife, cut the cake, and shared it with everyone.

"Thank you for coming to my birthday party today. Thank you." Winnifred said with a flushed face; of all the people who drank, Winnifred was the biggest drinker.

Yves never expected to be drinking and chatting with Captain America and the Winter Soldier, which was a great feeling. The world he once thought of as a fantasy became more real every day.

After eating the cake, Bucky and Steve could no longer contain their hangovers and eventually fell asleep.

There were only two people left, Winnifred and Yves.

"Hey, did you two fall asleep before even finishing your cake?" Yves could only shake his head.

"Aunt Winnifred, where is Bucky's room? I'll take him to his room."

With his muscular physique, Yves carried Steve and Bucky on his shoulders. After tossing them into the room, Yves patted his hand. "Okay, done. Is there anything else Aunt Winnifred needs?"

"No, I don't. Actually, you don't need to call me Auntie, Winnifred is enough." Winnifred shook her head.

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