Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1061: No need to remember you.

He began to have more customers at the restaurant in the middle of the day.

Maybe it had spread too fast on the Internet, a lot of people had come for Manuel. There were also some influencers who had heard that a new restaurant had opened and that there was a nice waiter, so they had wanted to come and take pictures and increase their influence.

Who knew they would see a no-photographing sign hanging in the restaurant after they arrived.

If they had taken photos without their permission, they could have been subjected to privacy violation complaints.

Now many influencers liked to take live videos, plus there were many included all passersby in the video without low limit. Maybe they were just a proforma, but some were able to denigrate passersby, they also used passersby.

For example, like Manuel this time.

If Anna had not stopped them, Manuel's photos would have been put on the Internet. He would not have a quiet life in the future.

That's why everyone had felt desperate when they heard that he was not allowed to take photos. But in the end, they were still convinced by Manuel's good looks and the taste of spaghetti.

At the same time, in a six-star hotel room.

Two men sat opposite, there were only the two of them in the luxurious room, it seemed too empty, but the auras they both wore filled the void.

Marcello poured himself half a glass of alcohol, took it in his hand and shook it lightly. The shadow illuminated by the light on the glass made him a little distracted. He merely looked at it without drinking it. After a while he said, "That girl's restaurant has opened, aren't you going to see it?

The person in front of him stopped his chopsticks once and was back to normal in no time.

-Is this what you meant by meeting me today?

Matteo looked up, his indifferent gaze fell on Marcello's face.

A good serious friend, calm and controlled as always, he looked like a saint without feeling or desire. If it were not for the things he had scolded him for earlier, Marcello would have really believed him.

But now, Marcello knew the secret of the bottom of Matthew's heart without meaning to. His life was boring, now he had discovered a little secret from his good friend, plus his friend appreciated that he did not want to admit it.

This point had really renewed Marcello's interest.

-Just to remind you that you owe me a favor.

-He replied jokingly, wearing a smile with many meanings at the corners of his mouth as he brought the glass to his lips, lightly sipping the alcohol.

Matthew frowned.

-Did you come with the driver?

-No.

-Don't say I don't worry about you, you are not allowed to drive after drinking alcohol.

Marcello continued drinking the alcohol slowly, -I haven't lost my memory, no need to remind me.

Hearing this, Matteo frowned further.

-How, you owe me such a big favor, what if I need you as a driver afterwards?

Again, this was a favor.

Matteo's stomach hurt to hear this word. But he still reached out to pinch the center of his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, eating his food.

Marcello was not so boring, if he repeatedly reminded him that he owed him a favor, it was only to joke with him. However, they had been good friends for so many years, it was the first time he asked him for a favor.

Besides, it was for a girl.

Marcello saw him calmly, drank all the alcohol in the glass satisfactorily. He filled another glass slowly, shaking it slightly. -Speak.

Matthew's action did not change, nor did he respond to him.

Marcello continued, -Why, you don't want to say it? Okay, I'm not forcing you, so why don't you tell me if you like this girl?

Matteo looked up at him unpleasantly.

-Since when did you become so nosy?

-Boredom, you also know I have nothing to do every day now, so I can be a gossip.

When he heard this, Matteo curled his lips, he had known Marcello for a long time, there had been a time when Marcello wanted to die for a woman, he didn't know how he had dissuaded this brother. Then Marcello had lost his way, he had left the company without management, he had fallen day by day.

Fortunately, his family's background, ability and capital were strong, so even though he had lost his way, he had not damaged the company.

But the company had been bankrupt for a long time.

-Turn back to running the company if you are bored.

-No, running the company is boring, it's more interesting to talk about gossip.

Although Marcello was laughing, the smile did not reach the back of his eyes. Matteo knew that the wounds in his heart would not heal so quickly, he said no more. After that, no matter what Marcello said, Matteo did not listen to him.

Then Marcello drank the alcohol until Matteo held him back.

-That's all for today, I'll ask the driver to take you home.

Having said that, Matteo got up and put on his suit jacket.

Although Marcello drank a lot of alcohol, his conscience was clear. After his wife's death, he had been drinking to the point of being skin and bones for a long time. He anesthetized himself with alcohol every day.

At first, his drinking ability was not good, alcohol could have the function of anesthesia.

But day after day, year after year, alcohol could no longer anesthetize him. Drinking alcohol was like drinking water for Marcello.

Of course, he was only referring to the mental aspect.

Alcohol had done a lot of damage to his body, especially to his stomach.

It was impossible to count the number of times Marcello had gone to the hospital for drinking alcohol. Each time, he had contributed a lot to the treatment, but he had never been able to stop drinking. He wanted to keep his dead wife company, but he also appreciated life.

Just because his life had been exchanged for his wife's.

It had always been difficult to look back, Marcello also stood up.

-Ok, let's go. Only if our Lord Matthew serves me as a driver. Well, you can't refuse me where I want to go.

Marcello had planned well in his heart.

Matteo opened the door with a dark face.

The two of them entered the elevator together and then drove the car.

The driver was waiting for Matteo at the bottom of the stairs.

-Sir Matteo.

-Come back first with my car and pick me up later.

-Yes, Mr. Matteo.

The driver left quickly after receiving Matteo's order. Marcello took out the key and gave it to Matteo, and the two got into the car.

-Let's go, take me to the girl's place to see.

Once in the car, Marcello slumped into the passenger seat, looking drunk, but what he had said was super lucid.

Matteo stopped his action for a moment, looked at Marcello from the side of his head.

Marcello looked at him with a laugh.

-What, you don't dare to go?

Matteo half-closed his thin lips, his beard was taut and his face colder.

-You are a mature man and you are still afraid to see a little girl? Matteo, I've known you for so many years, how come I don't know you still have the moments to be such a coward?

Marcello teased him.

Matteo's face appeared cold under the illumination of the car's dim lights.

-The favor I owe you, I will return it, but that is not the reason to joke with me. Marcello, even if you want to make the joke last, you must have a limit.

-Oh, you're angry," Marcello shook his head hopelessly, "I'm really afraid. But I, Marcello, am lucky to be able to see my good friend's appearance like this. What do you think she will think if I tell her it was you who asked me to do this thing?