Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1335 What's going on

However, Luke was wrong, Samantha was just having a crisis, only she was having a crisis in a different way.

Unlike some people who get drunk and vomit and cry or scream or whatever.

Samantha's drinking is such that she doesn't cry or make a scene, as long as it's the right spot for her.

So when Luke asked her if she felt uncomfortable, Samantha even had a shy expression on her face and said softly, "Your Majesty, don't worry about me, I'm just having a small drink, it's not a problem."

"

This was indeed an addiction to acting.

Luca surely wouldn't let her take a bath at this hour, there was no telling what that girl would do, so she could only go back to her room and tidy up a bit, then pull out the bed quilt.

"The room is yours, now be a good girl and go inside to sleep."

At this point, Samantha blinked, "What about the emperor?"

Luke pointed to the couch where she was sitting, so Samantha got up and entered the room, Luke thought she was going to bed so he put the sheets and pillows on the couch ready to lie down, just as he did Samantha came back in.

"Your Majesty, you gave your bed to my concubine and you are here yourself

oooh, I am so moved."

Samantha said as she squatted next to Luca, holding Luca's hand and saying with tear-filled eyes, "I want to be here with you." Luca's scalp tingled at her words, so he took her arm in his hand and sat up, taking her in his arms and walking toward the room. Before Samantha knew it, she was placed on the soft bed and Luca said gruffly, "Sleep here and never come out again."

So fiercely that Samantha blinked softly and then fell silent again.

"All right then, His Majesty take care of her, I will rest for now."

After settling Samantha down, Luke finally breathed a sigh of relief and went to bed.

However, after lying down, Luca could not fall asleep, because this couch was the one Samantha had used and she had specially moved it from her house, so after lying down the breath between them seemed to be filled with the sweet and fresh scent of a woman, nothing like the kind of smell Luca usually smelled when he slept.

He frowned slightly, very uncomfortable with this, but...... it was not very bothersome.

So in the end, Luca slowly fell asleep in this uncomfortable environment.

The next day

Samantha awoke with a throbbing headache that felt like it was about to explode, the features almost wrinkled on her little face as she sat with her head covered.

When she saw her surroundings, Samantha froze for a moment and quickly tried to figure out where she was.

She had been here once before when she woke up, and last night she had gone drinking and then seemed to have accidentally had too much to drink, and then she could not remember anything after that. At that thought, Samantha shook her head and pulled the covers off.

There was nothing wrong with the dress she had worn yesterday.

Luckily, luckily...... she was so drunk yesterday that she couldn't remember anything now, so it was better that nothing had happened.

With this in mind, Samantha lifted the covers and tiptoed off the floor, then headed outside barefoot.

Although she did not remember anything after drinking, she did remember what had happened before drinking, and she clearly remembered that she had gone with Doria, but how had she come back afterwards? How had she come back and slept in Luca's room?

Did Doria bring her back? But why didn't...... send her back to her home?

Or was it ......

It seemed the only way to solve the mystery was to go outside.

When she opened the door, Samantha smelled the aroma of food and was a little surprised that Luca knew how to cook. So she headed for the kitchen and sure enough she saw Luca in the kitchen. He was preparing breakfast, he was cooking noodles, the simplest kind, just noodles in a broth and chicken soup.

Probably seeing her, Luca cast a glance at her and their eyes met in the air, and Samantha unconsciously stretched her arms around his body, "What?"

"Are you waking up from your nap?"

As she asked, Luke cracked another egg, "Go wash up and have breakfast later."

Samantha couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and look at the eggs in her pot, her expression depressed as she asked, "You made breakfast, can you eat it?"

Luca cast her a glance, "You'll see if it's edible, or if you don't want to do it yourself."

Samantha was so tired and had a headache, how could she be in the mood to cook? So she gave up the idea and went to wash up.

After Luca had brought spaghetti and eggs to the table, Samantha sat down and sighed helplessly, "That's not how you used to settle when you lived alone, is it?" "What's the problem?" Luke asked rhetorically.

Samantha pointed to what was in front of her, "A bowl of noodles in clear soup and a fried egg, your breakfast is not rich and nutritious at all."

"What's the point of being rich and nutritious when you're just filling your stomach?"

Luca overwhelmed her, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

This last remark made Samantha uncomfortable and she raised her eyebrows, "What do you mean? Everyone is like me?"

"Do you think everyone is a foodie like you?" Luca had not finished his sentence, so Samantha had somewhat misunderstood.

Now that Luca had finished his sentence, Samantha immediately stared at him, "Who's a foodie? I'm just enjoying the food, you know?"

Luca did not bother talking to her and looked down to eat because he had to get ready for the office.

When Samantha saw that he had stopped talking, she picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. She had thought it was inedible, but it tasted good.

But Samantha didn't feel like eating right now; she wanted to know how she got back last night.

But she certainly didn't want to ask right away, so she took a few sips of soup and a few more noodles in front of Luca before looking up and pretending to casually ask, "That...... looks like I drank too much last night.~"

Luca ate quickly, his bowl was already half-empty of noodles while Samantha's was still full, he scrutinized his bowl and then looked at hers, and when he heard her question, he looked up. "Don't you know yourself whether you are drunk or not? Is the food not good enough for your taste?"

"No no!" Samantha hastily waved her hand, "It's quite delicious, I just have a little headache, so...... I don't have much appetite, you cooked it quite well. By the way, ...... Wasn't I terribly drunk last night?"

"You think so?"

Luca asked again in return.

It wasn't bad, he thought.

It was like a woman who had gone too deep into the drama.

She could not remember what had happened last night, and after Luca had said this, she felt sure she had been embarrassed last night.