Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1274 You deliberately misunderstood my meaning

Is there anything you want to do?

Anna looked at him with tears in the corners of her eyes, speechless.

"Or do you simply not take my words to heart?" Matthew asked again.

Anna shook her head quickly, "No, how could I not take your words to heart, I remember everything you say."

"Then why are you still so afraid of me?"

Anna could not answer.

From love comes worry, from love comes fear.

She could not say that she was scared and insecure because she liked him so much and had been rejected so much in the past that sometimes she woke up at midnight and even thought it might be a dream.

Because this dream was too beautiful, so beautiful that it was nothing like the real one.

Sometimes she even thinks that she might be a dreamer, which world is the real one?

"Silly." Matthew sighed and gathered the girl in his arms with his long arms, tapping his chin on her head with a deep hint of helplessness in his tone, "You need to give me a little more confidence, or better yet, be more confident."

Anna was cradled in his arms and almost fell softly asleep with her eyes open.

"You're not the only one who likes me, I like you too."

His voice was soft, his tone was low, and he spoke to her seriously and unequivocally about the true deepest feelings in her heart.

Anna felt her heart slowly fill with emotion and nodded, "Mmmmmm."

"Are you going to hide again?" Matthew asked.

Anna shook her head vigorously, "No, I will face all the problems with you, I will not hide."

In fact, when she thought about it, it seemed like nothing had happened, but she had been so nervous and upset that she had thought about it too much.

She would have to overcome this kind of thinking in the future.

"Now, then, let's talk about...... what you said before."

What?

Talk about what was said before?

What things?

Anna blinked, having a not-so-good gut feeling.

Matthew took a half step back and stared at her, "Just now you said

He had a smiling expression on his face and did not complete the sentence, but Anna's face blushed quickly and she snapped her hand to cover Matteo's mouth, exclaiming, "Don't be ridiculous, I didn't say anything just now."

"Oh?" Matteo laughed slightly and the breath that gushed out hit Anna's palm, so hot that it burned her hand like fire.

He almost burned her.

Anna was frightened again and ready to withdraw her hand, only to have Matteo grip the thin white wrist tightly.

"What are you hiding from?" His voice was hoarse: "Didn't you say you would no longer hide what you just said, and you forgot?"

Anna: "......

what we just said about hiding is not the same as this......"

He was talking about not being too sharp on his own anymore, not in this way now yes, "You are deliberately misinterpreting what I am saying!"

"What misinterpretation? Didn't you say that sentence?"

But no matter what Anna said, Matthew didn't seem intent on letting her go, his breath coming particularly close to her as he spoke, their breaths merging into each other. "Just, even though I said it...... so what?

Me, I'm just......"

"No matter what it is." Matthew squeezed her wrist once more and leaned down, his thin lips pressed to her forehead, "Only you said it anyway."

Anna had a feeling she had pulled the wool over her eyes.

So she had really only been speaking from hearsay, but Matthew really wasn't going to drag her out, was he?

Just as Anna went deep into her thoughts, Matteo gathered her into a horizontal hug and walked out of the hall. Anna: "!!!"

"Wait!" She reached out her hand anxiously and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, wide-eyed, "Are you serious? I really only mean that, you ......" Matthew's footsteps stopped slightly and he stared at her with a smirk.

"Just saying? But if I take it seriously?"

"When, when is it true? How is that possible?" Anna felt like she was losing her voice, her upper lip stumbling against her lower one, unable even to speak properly. "You don't believe me?" Matthew simply laid her down on the sofa, resting his hands on her side, his strong masculine scent enveloping her.

Anna unconsciously clutched her shoulders, knowing for the first time what it meant to be messy.

You're kidding, this is an office.

She was not that wild.

This was a place she came to all the time, and if something happened here with Matthew, how could she look at the office and the sofa in the future?

Thinking about it, Anna felt she had to say something to remedy the situation in time.

"So what...... this is an office, it's, it's not very nice here......"

"Is it?" Matthew's thin lips lifted slightly, "Don't you think this is a nice place?"

As he spoke, he had leaned over.

Anna's hand gripping the collar of his shirt unconsciously clenched into a fist, nervous.

"You, listen to my explanation, this place is really ...... not good, why don't we ...... go somewhere else?"

What...... is she talking about?

Anna wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, o......

Just when Anna was on the verge of tears, Matthew suddenly leaned into the crook of her neck and laughed softly twice before taking the initiative to straighten her clothes and squeeze the back of her neck with his big hand and rub it gently.

"Here, don't be afraid, how could I really get you in trouble in this place?"

Huh? Did this mean nothing more? Anna felt relieved and her heartbeat slowly calmed down.

"Good girl."

He gently coaxed her, dropping a kiss on her forehead, "First pack your bags, Serena might have been asking about me for something."

At the mention of Serena, Anna thought of the sight of her abandonment earlier and cursed her angrily for being such a bad friend. "So, are you going to see Serena now?"

"Later, I'll have dinner with you first, then take you home."

"Oh."

Ten minutes later

Anna blushed and followed Matteo out of the office; the two took the elevator downstairs, only to run into the executives who were also leaving.

At the sight of them, Anna sprang to her feet almost instantly and hid behind Matteo, unable to see anyone.

Matteo nodded expressionlessly and then led his girlfriend to the car to leave with him.

When they were gone, many of the executives looked at each other.

"What is the story of the situation, how did Lord Jordan get off so quickly?"

"Could it be that our Lord Jordan looks young and strong but in fact he is not?"

This last was a long note, but some people immediately understood what he meant, and their faces did not look good.

It was as if they knew something extraordinary.

"Shh, these words can't let Lord Jordan hear them, or we'll have to look good when the time comes."

"Come on, let's go."

"Alas, it's just too bad, our Lord Jordan is not too old, how come he is so ......