Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1026: Am I a person who dies for money?

Luca wanted to say that he had not taken that opportunity to get revenge, but seeing the hair in his hand, he really did not know what to say to defend himself. In the end, Luca simply said in a straightforward way, "Forget it, it's over, since I did something wrong, then I apologize, you can be as angry as you want.

But... -he stopped talking and his eyes fell on the computer screen--can you edit these words first?

-Mr. Luca, can you take responsibility?

Do you know that the hair of us writers is the most precious? Look at my hair-I don't have much of it anymore. You ripped such a big lock from me, doesn't your conscience hurt? -said Samantha pointing to her hair.

Luca had not paid attention to it before, but now that she said so, that's why he was looking at it.

He found that her hair was as little as she said, but at least her appearance looked normal.

Then Luca said bluntly, "You look pretty hairy.

Luca clasped his hands together, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I was wrong about what happened just now, but it was not intentional. If you help me edit those paragraphs this time, I will apologize properly, okay? Seeing him in a hurry, feeling no guilt at all for pulling his hair, Samantha huffed coldly, "I'm not going to edit anything else.

-It was already an exception to have promised to edit. Now you have offended me and I have decided not to edit.

Luca was going crazy, even though Cristian and Serena had gone to the old house, Luca did not know how long they would stay there.

He knew he would have to be safe before the midday meal.

But what about after lunch?

It would be impossible for Cristian and Serena to stay in the old house for a day, wouldn't it?

They always came home for lunch, and after lunch, maybe Cristian would ask for this document.

If the writer didn't want to fix things for him, would she take this romance novel and give it to Cristian?

It was her fault.

She should not have looked for the writer on the Internet, nor without checking what the writer wrote for an urgent need.

Now he could say he had found his karma.

-I didn't do it on purpose, well, let's do this, first you edit it and then you can choose what you want, whether it's paying more or something else.

Samantha wanted to hold out until the end, but when she heard him say he would pay more, she narrowed her eyes, -Who do you think I am? What do you think of me that you tell me to pay more? Am I a person who dies for money?

Luke, -I...

-At least three times! -Luca's words were still stuck in his throat, and Samantha pointed three fingers at him.

Luca was silent for a moment and lowered his eyes.

Well, surely with enough money one could do anything.

It was the same with people.

-I will pay you more! You can change it now.

-Okay.

Samantha forgot the hair problem in an instant, sat in front of her computer and became very active. The money Luca would give her was already considerable.

Now, if it tripled, she could do nothing for a long time after that.

She could not bear to write manuscripts every day.

Samantha's speed was amazing, erasing words was very fast, Luca simply did not want to see some parts, she simply erased those words he did not like.

Luca looked aside and occasionally said, "This paragraph is really useless. I don't think it will help him at all.

-And here, here--this is not needed either.

Samantha looked at him as he erased it, and could not help but ask, -By the way, Mr. Ferrari, do you have amnesia?

Hearing this, Luca was surprised and looked at her dangerously.

-How do you know?

To her, a writer, he did not talk about Cristian's current situation, he only told her that he wanted to write some events, he did not even mention Cristian's name, he only called him Mr. Ferrari.

Now Samantha asked him that....

Samantha felt a dangerous breath from him almost instantly, coming toward her with tremendous pressure, she was shocked until her hand holding the mouse trembled.

She was speechless and said, "Please, if he had not lost his memory, why did you ask me to write this? I can imagine without asking.

Luca, -...

Was it true?

-My imagination is very good.

Let me tell you something with my best imagination. Mr. Ferrari has not only lost his memory, but he is also trying to restore his memory, and he may have gone to great lengths to restore his memory and suffered a lot.... And his wife must be the one who cares most about him. But it hurts Mr. Ferrari very much to feel sorry for her, so she has to endure a lot in silence, doesn't she?

Luca looked at her shocked, she guessed him just like the present.

It seemed so, he said he guessed, but why could he guess so accurately?

As if she saw the doubts in his heart, Samantha said, "I might know what happened after seeing the previous plot, Mr. Luca, Mr. Ferrari's life is very dramatic, it is really colorful. Can we make a deal? Give me the idea of this story and I won't charge you today, what do you think?

-The idea of this story?

Samantha nodded, -Yes, my idea, you know I am a writer, I think this idea is really good.

Thinking about his identity, Luke immediately shook his head and declined, -No.

-Why not? I won't charge you anymore.

Luca said with a cold face, -Believe me, if you publish this, the person you offend will be terrible, not to mention that if you succeed in getting your idea published, you won't be able to live. He said a number of things, very frightening, and managed to scare Samantha.

-I know!

Well, even though the idea was very good, after all she was an unknown writer, if she really offended people, she would definitely not have a good life in the future.

Shortly after finishing the editing, Luke transferred the amount of money to her account three times without moving his eyes, and then left with the document.

After he left, Samantha washed her face and immediately lay down to sleep.

***

As Anna stayed at home, she began to lead a life of sleeping early and getting up early, cooking with her mother every day and then going to the hospital to visit her father. Forty-eight hours of observation had passed, but Anna's father still did not wake up.

However, the doctor said that the dangerous period had passed, so Anna and her mother were relieved.

After hearing this, Amelia finally sighed with relief, "This is good, Anna, when your father wakes up, you should apologize and not make him more sad.

She nodded her head in silence.

-Mom, I know.

Before, her character was so strong, and after so many years, if it wasn't for her father's sudden car accident, she wouldn't have known what the word -losingII meant.