Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1041: I am sorry you did not fulfill my previous request.

Mr. Farina had the kitchen ready for her, with all the ingredients ready, so she would only have to choose a dish from the recipe to start preparing it herself.

-It is too much to ask you to do everything, Miss Galli.

Choose a dish from the menu that you feel most confident with. I'll leave the kitchen to you while we wait outside. -said Mr. Farina.

-All right,II agreed Anna.

Afterwards, Mr. Farina took the middleman and Amelia to the terrace for tea.

In fact, he was very good at making tea. Unfortunately, none of his guests knew the art of tea.

The middleman was very rough and handled the cup in a rather strange way. However, he was very good with words. After taking a sip, he flattered with exaggeration.

-My God, what a delight!

Mr. Farina smiled but said nothing.

Amelia was so worried about her daughter that she did not feel like drinking tea. The broker's words had convinced her that Mr. Farina was a very faithful man, and that the store was his late wife's legacy. Of course, she could understand that Mr. Farina demanded the upkeep of the original store and the high rent.

However, what happened earlier in the day made Amelia very uncomfortable, thinking that this gentleman was making things difficult for his daughter. Anna knew nothing about his wife, not even her name. How could he expect Anna to prepare a dish that tasted the same as his late wife's.

This was ridiculous, totally impossible!

Amelia had reason to believe that the rent was a decoy and that the man's real goal was to humiliate them. She wanted to curse to express her anger and disgust, but the words would not come out because she remembered what her daughter had said.

"Forget it, Anna is still there cooking, I have to trust her, she will make it! I have to control my anger, after all, they haven't drawn the conclusions yet....

Time passed slowly, Mr. Farina continued to serve them tea and the middleman indulged, drinking cup after cup. The tea he drank warmed his body and chased away the cold of winter. But the downside was that drinking too much water made him want to urinate.

Out of respect for those present, the Intermediary had to force himself to leave a little later. "In a few minutes, Ms. Galli should have finished her preparation."

Eventually, however, the Intermediary could hold out no longer because the wait was killing him.

No dice, he was forced to get up, and said,

-Excuse me, Mr. Farina, Mrs. Amelia, I have to go to the bathroom.

Mr. Farina was very considerate and motioned to a maid to take him to the bathroom.

The middleman had just left when the kitchen door opened. As soon as Amelia, who had been waiting anxiously, heard the sound, she immediately got up and greeted him. -Daughter, how did it go? Is everything all right?

Before answering, Anna took two steps back to walk away. Then she warned him,

-Mom, I'm smoky from being in the kitchen for so long. Don't come any closer.

-Oh, my God, you fool! Now is not the time for that, tell me how you did it! Then she looked up at Mr. Farina who was sitting in his seat and looking at them very calmly.

-I see that Mr. Farina is up to no good and is deliberately humiliating you with this mess. If you are not happy with the dish you have prepared, let's get out of here.

I will ask your father to help you replace a better store. If he can't even do that, at worst, we'll give in a little to accept a store further away," Amelia whispered in Anna's ear.

-Emmm... Mom, I've already prepared the noodles, why don't we wait for this gentleman to taste them? Do you have so little confidence in me?

-That doesn't make sense! I totally believe in you, but don't you think he has left you with an impossible task to accomplish? It is clearly making things difficult for you. I am very sorry for taking you to see that store, and subjecting you to such humiliation....

-Now.... Now that it has come to this, let's not talk any more nonsense.

Anna approached Mr. Farina and said that she had prepared spaghetti for him.

Mr. Farina looked at the waitress and she went to the kitchen to bring him a bowl of spaghetti that looked good.

As soon as he saw this, his usual masked smile immediately disappeared and was replaced by a surprised expression. He looked at Anna and exclaimed,

-What cleverness! My wife loved this kind of spaghetti when she was alive.

His wife's favorite, of course, became his favorite. Mr. Farina did not expect Anna to choose just those, unlike the previous so-called chefs, who were so stupid and arrogant. For a moment, Mr. Farina was impressed by Anna.

"I'm afraid she is not an ordinary woman if she can impress the middleman." Mr. Farina smiled slightly and lowered his head to taste a bite of spaghetti with his chopsticks.

When the spaghetti reached his mouth, he froze, then took another bite.

Amelia, very nervous, grasped Anna's hand firmly and asked in a whisper.

-Have you tried it, what do you think?

Anna looked very calm, but in fact her heart was in turmoil. He did not know his wife at all, much less taste her food-how could Anna make a dish that tasted the same? Fortunately, she was a smart girl who had many new ideas.

A moment later, Mr. Farina's face showed some sadness, and he became very distracted. Anna sat opposite him and waited for him to speak.

-Mrs. Galli, this tastes very different from what my wife used to do," said Mr. Farina, in a low voice.

This time Amelia was surprisingly calmer, because his words were expected of her.

Just as she was about to vent her previous anger, Anna beat her by replying.

-Mr. Farina, I made this dish especially for you, and I'm sure you noticed it too.

Mr. Farina felt bitterness at the thought of his wife leaving him, but sweetness at the thought of his previous happy life with her.

So Anna had made spaghetti with a mixed taste of sweetness and bitterness, not delicious, but very much in line with his emotional state.

Mr. Farina stopped his hand with his chopsticks, then looked at Anna and said.

-You are very intelligent, but I am sorry that you did not fulfill my previous request.