Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1244 - Are you hot?

As she was thinking about it, a figure squeezed to Anna's side and looked at her with a flirtatious smile.

"Sister Anna, you've seen it now, haven't you?"

Gresta?

Anna looked at the visitor with surprise and narrowed her eyes a little dangerously.

How shameless was this woman, to come to her after what she had said this afternoon? Did she approach her with her face in her hands, intending to anger her again?

Thinking about it, Anna sneered and did not respond.

"Her husband's charm is boundless, not something a little girl like her can handle."

Hearing this, Anna gave her a lazy look, her tone carried a bit of mockery.

"You mean it's something a rough, married woman like you can handle?"

Gresta had been prepared for this, but she had not expected to be angry with her again, but she quickly relented and looked at Anna with a smirk, "I didn't say that, after all, there are many married women among those who ask you."

Was this about a change of focus?

Anna laughed coldly, did she think she was being silly?

"They were just asking, curious, not the same thing as your evil mind."

Gresta: "......"

You seem to be the one underestimating her!

"I didn't tell you to stop being a mermaid, it seems you haven't drowned yet."

Seeing Anna's look, Gresta's eyes were slightly horrified and then explained, Sister Anna, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to tell you that I'm the same as them, I'm just curious, I don't have that bad mind. I came to apologize to you so sincerely and you still don't want to believe me?"

Believe?

Anna looked at the woman in front of her, deliberately putting on an unusually sincere expression when she spoke, but the smugness and sarcasm under her eyes could not be hidden, she half-closed her lips, "To be honest, if what happened that day were repeated, I would still choose to save you.

However, instead of taking you back to the hotel again, I should have simply handed you over to the police."

Gresta unconsciously shuddered when he heard the word police.

"Likewise, I didn't turn you over to the police before, but it's not impossible if I were to need you now, you know what I mean?"

With that said, Anna pulled out her phone and waved it in front of Gresta with a hard face.

Seeing all the blood fade from Gresta's lips, Anna merely hooked her lips in a weak smile, "Of course, I should bother calling to turn you in to the police, and now I just want to have fun, but if you disappoint me and don't make it easy for me, then by the same token I won't make it easy for you either."

"Sister Anna, I ......"

"If you don't believe me, go ahead and try." Anna finished, took a glass of juice and turned to leave, not disturbing her any longer.

Gresta remained standing where he was, his fists clenched in anger.

Halfway through the party, Anna felt a little tired and decided to go back and rest.

"Since you are tired, let's go back."

For Matthew, this was a party he would not have attended had it been a normal day, however, Anna was at the party, so he watched from a distance as his girlfriend enjoyed herself, taking a few sips of wine along the way, and not going to participate.

Soon the girl got tired of playing and ran back.

Matteo, of course, took his girlfriend back to the hotel.

When he arrived at the hotel, Matteo suddenly noticed that something was wrong with his body and frowned slightly, casting a glance at Anna beside him.

The girl was holding his arm, leaning against him, her body cold as water.

Had he caught a chill from the wind, or was it just him?

At the thought, Matthew reached out his hand to the girl's forehead, and Anna, startled by his sudden movement, stopped short.

"What's wrong?"

She blinked slightly, her long eyelashes like a fan, and looked at him with pure innocence.

The girl's fair skin and clean little face became more and more attractive in the light. Matthew averted his eyes a little dry-mouthed, "Why are you so cold, have you been too long in the wind?"

"Huh? Is it cold?" Anna touched her forehead and said unconsciously, "I think it's about the same as usual, but it's windy enough at night, so I don't know if it's really cold, I'll take a hot shower when I get back, I'm exhausted."

After this, Anna took Matteo's arm again and leaned against him.

She wanted to say, "I'm so tired, can you carry me on your shoulders?

But she didn't dare to be cuddled in front of Matteo, so he could only rely on her.

Once inside the elevator, the space was closed and Matteo felt the air was hot and uneasy, as if a nameless fire was burning in his heart, and the girl in his arms was getting colder and colder.

Now Matteo was almost certain that this was his problem.

The heat that had been spreading from his belly ever since he was a baby had been increasing one by one, and this was even more pronounced in that enclosed space with no air circulation. It was no wonder he had felt the girl's body cold, and earlier he had thought it was her blowing in the sea air, but now he realized it was his problem.

Matthew, to whom such a thing had never happened, but who, clever as he was, could vaguely guess some things, held back and tightened his thin lips as his face grew cold.

Ding...

Soon the elevator arrived, and when it came down, Matthew stopped and whispered to Anna, "You come back first."

"Huh?" Anna looked at him confused, "What about you? Do you still have something to do?"

Matteo inwardly sighed at the girl's innocent look and reached out to rub her hair helplessly, "I'm going for a walk, I'll be back soon."

"Okay." Anna nodded without question and said with a good-natured expression on her face, "Then I'll go take a shower and wait for you to come back, you don't want to take too long."

"No."

Before turning around, the girl seemed to be reluctant to leave and turned to hug Matteo.

"Are you hot?"

Matthew: ".

"I

A thin sweat trickled down his forehead, once the drug had kicked in it had gone fast and now the manic heat had spread throughout his limbs with the flow of blood. "A little bit."

"What's going on? Is it uncomfortable?" Anna said, reaching out to touch Matthew's forehead, only to have his fingertips touch before Matthew snapped her entire wrist. Anna looked at him incredulously.

"Stop it." He scolded dryly, "I'm going downstairs to get some air and I'll be back."

Anna replied, disgruntled, "How can you sweat for no reason? Could you have a fever? If you have a fever, the blowing will aggravate it, better not to go, go back to the hotel room, I'll call the front desk and ask if there are any patches to reduce the fever."

After saying this, Anna pulled him to go in the direction of the room.