Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1216 - You heard wrong

Ahem!

Far from it!

Anna shook off the distracting thoughts in her head and slowly lifted her phone.

Joking aside, even if this kind of photo was evocative, Matthew had taken the initiative to take this kind of photo together, and she wouldn't let the opportunity pass even if the photo was more evocative, would she?

Although Anna had prepared herself, her heart skipped a beat when the camera captured their eyes and faces.

Maybe it was because the overhead light was too bright, or maybe it was her mood, because she really felt that Matthew's eyebrows were clear and beautiful, and that such a man had his arm around her, with his broad shoulders welcoming her.

The scene really looked so harmonious.

Click...

Before she knew it, Anna had taken several shots, but they were all the same.

She could not resist the urge to take more, but she felt that it was the same shot after shot, and that Matthew would laugh at her if she took too many shots in the same position.

So soon Anna put the phone away after a few shots, still a little lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" The girl's emotions were written all over her face, so Matteo could immediately see how she was feeling.

Anna half-closed her lips and whispered, "I should have taken more pictures when we went out."

Matteo glanced at the girl in his arms and once again could not resist rubbing her hair on the top of her head, "Then we'll take more tomorrow when we go out, until we have enough, okay?" "Really?" Anna looked at him nervously, "You won't be annoyed with me by then?"

At those words, Matthew did not immediately answer her, but looked at her helplessly.

"What's wrong?" Anna's emotions immediately rose a few degrees, could he really bother her?

Just as she was rambling, Anna's forehead was hit and she covered it with an owl before she heard Matthew counting her out.

"I told you to take enough shots, but you're still thinking about it, can you have a little more self-confidence? People are all around you and you're still thinking about what's there?"

And yes, these words really spoke to Anna's heart.

He was already by her side, so why was she still thinking about all that nonsense?

With this in mind, Anna suddenly stretched her arms around someone's strong, thin waist and dug her face into his arms, hugging him tightly.

It was real, it was hers, what did she have to worry about?

At least there was never anyone else around him, only her.

Matthew lifted his hand once more to place it on the girl's head, thought of something and silently withdrew it, instead wrapping it around her slender shoulders and compassionately enfolding her in his arms. *The next day

Anna was sound asleep when she thought she heard someone knocking at the door, but she was so sleepy...... her eyelids were so heavy that she could barely keep them open, so even though it was her body that heard the sound, sleep forcibly separated her mobility from the outside world.

Knock...

Knock...

The long, short, intermittent knocking at the door continued.

Matthew opened his eyes, black and silent, without a trace of mist, and looked sideways at the girl sleeping beside him.

Her whole body was hidden under the covers, showing only a small head and a small white face.

It was probably because she had been disturbed by the knock at the door, so her beautiful forehead wrinkled gently, and her nose wrinkled along with it, as if her sleepiness would soon be dispelled by the noise.

Matthew knew that the girl had not slept at all last night, had turned her back on him nervously, and seemed to be afraid to sleep.

So now, when she heard knocking, her body reacted but her consciousness was in a daze.

More knocks would have really woken her up.

Matthew sat up with an indifferent look on his face and walked noiselessly from the moment he got out of bed and put on his shoes. Knocking...

The knocking continued and the closer Matteo got to the door, the more his forehead wrinkled.

He could almost guess who the knocker was.

Matthew quickly opened the door, because he feared that if he knocked any longer, the girl would really wake up.

Click!

When the door opened, there was a familiar face standing outside the door.

Gresta.

Gresta was glad to see the handsome face he had expected, and he was about to step forward and enter when Matteo moved even faster, closing the door behind him and looking at the visitor with a grim look on his face.

"Is something wrong?"

Gresta froze for a moment, not expecting the other party to be so cold, forgetting all the jokes he had long prepared, and could only say dryly, "I, I just wanted to...... see if you were up

"No." Matthew replied in a cold, hard voice, "You can go now."

Bang!

After saying this Matteo immediately slammed the door.

Gresta had wanted to move forward and almost touched his nose.

Gresta's face flashed with anger. She had gotten up early in the morning to put on makeup and change, and had dressed so that the man could look at her, but who knew he would be so cold! Just as Gresta was about to knock on the door, it opened again with a bang, and Gresta had to put away her anger and look down with what she thought was her most charming smile. "It's time for the morning break, don't knock on the door if you have nothing to do."

Bang!

Poor Gresta, she had not even conceived her charming smile before Matteo finished his sentence and closed the door to the room once again.

Gresta stood there, staring at the door for a long time, her face turned into a grimace and she could barely contain her anger not to try to smash the door.

It was the first time she had met such a difficult man with no manners and no sense of compassion!

It really pissed her off!

Why? She had already dressed, but why did this man still refuse to give her a second look? Wasn't he better than a little girl who had nothing to offer? Gresta's face was covered with anger, and she turned away with great reluctance.

Inside the room, Matteo closed the door behind him, thinking that the woman would not be so insensitive and that it would not be polite if she came knocking again.

Matthew re-entered, ready to get some rest, when he saw the girl rubbing her eyes and half straightening up to look at him, "I thought I heard someone knocking, who was it?"

Her voice still had the sweetness of fresh sleep and her eyes were half-closed, she couldn't even open them, so he could see that she was sleepy in the extreme. "You heard wrong."

Matthew denied it smoothly.

Did he hear wrong?

Anna's eyes flashed with confusion, had she really heard wrong? But she had heard someone knocking at the door, hadn't she?

As Anna wondered, Matteo had taken off his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed.