Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1337 - Capable of anything

"I don't think it's possible either. Could such a man take advantage of such a weak woman? But there was so much noise in the bar that I couldn't hear what you were saying, anyway, after that it was Luca who took you away and you wrapped him around your neck rather tightly, that's all."

Hearing these descriptions, Samantha could almost conjure up an image before her eyes.

It was of her clinging to Luca's neck, her whole body hanging onto his back, and then an expression of pain as she struggled forward on her back.

How horrible it was to think of.......

But was it really like that? Luca didn't seem to look at himself with that meaningful expression if that was all it was.

"What happened next?"

"I don't know, I didn't follow you after you left the bar, but...... why are you asking me all of a sudden? Don't you remember?"

"No, I forgot everything, including the part you just said."

Doria: "You are such an idiot, run over a piece of tofu and die."

As much as Doria tried to remind her of last night, Samantha could not remember what she had done last night, she had literally forgotten everything.

What was worse was that Luca had seen this horrible scene.

And Luca didn't want to talk about it, and Samantha felt like her heart was being tickled.

"Why don't you ask Luca, I don't think he would be so reluctant to tell you."

Look at the naivete of this statement.

"Would I call you if you had told me?

He wouldn't have told you."

"Why?" Doria could not understand, "Why would he keep it from you? That's not how this is supposed to work, you ask him and he answers, you two should pretend anyway, it doesn't seem like there's anything to hide."

Samantha thought the same thing.

Doria, however, suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Ah! It could be that you did something to harass him that he found difficult to talk about and that's why Before the words were out of her mouth, Samantha's face had turned ugly.

"That's not possible! How could I have harassed him!"

"Then let me ask you, would you jump on him and let him take you when you are sober?"

Without thinking, Samantha said, "No."

"Then yes, last night when you were drunk, you jumped on his back and wrapped your arms around his neck."

Samantha was stunned by Doria's comment.

"So it's really possible that you can do anything when you're drunk Samantha, he won't tell you, it must be something you did to him!" Samantha was speechless and at the same time felt that Doria was right.

Damn it! Ah! Why did she think the other woman was right?

But on the other hand, she couldn't remember any of it, and Luca's comment, that look, was simply meaningful and inspiring.

It was over, it was finished, and Samantha now felt, too, that she might have done something rude to a particularly rude act.

"So what do I do? If I did what you say I did to him, wouldn't it be awkward for us to see each other later?"

"

......

"Ahem ......" Doria coughed slightly twice, "Embarrassing it is, but you forgot everything anyway and he's the one who remembers, I think even though it will be embarrassing, he should be the one who's embarrassed."

Samantha had a headache.

After hanging up the phone, still remembering the incident, she lay down and tried to think about it, but still no semblance of memory about last night after getting drunk came to her mind. No one in bits and pieces.

Sabrina spent a few days recovering in the hospital, and her face was finally much better.

During this time, Anna occasionally brought meals on her own time and Chiara supervised Sabrina.

Over the course of a few days, the women got to know each other quite well.

Chiara and Anna were the ones who talked the most, while Sabrina was always quiet.

Sometimes she would stare at Anna and only when someone called her would turn around and smile slightly.

When the number of times was small, Anna became suspicious and asked her why she always stared at her. Sabrina's response was also very measured.

"I look at you young, so I envy you and I like your energy."

In short, she was on all sides and made no one uncomfortable.

Chiara had hoped to see something by spending time together, but nothing came of it, and she finally came to a conclusion.

Sabrina either did not have the heart for it, or she hid it so well that she could not even see it in herself.

If it is the former, then nothing better.

If it was the latter .......

Clare's eyes became heavy as she stared at the side of Anna's face for a moment, noting that the girl's eyes were as innocent and naive as ever.

If it was the latter, then it could end badly.

After all, even Chiara could not tell which one was really Sabrina.

"Anna."

Anna was putting her things together and when she heard Chiara calling her, she murmured then turned her head to look at her, "Chiara, what is it?"

The innocent look on the other side made Chiara's words get stuck in her throat and she swallowed them.

What if she was thinking too much?

"Chiara?"

Chiara turned and saw Anna staring at her with a curious expression.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Chiara finally swallowed those words, after all, Sabrina hadn't done anything now, although she was really the latter, but loving someone was free, and if she liked Matteo but kept him in her heart without expressing it, then he had no right to interfere with her.

What if she said something to Anna that she should not have said, and then she would be misunderstood?

With this in mind, Clare changed the words on her lips to: "I just want to ask you when are you and Lord Giordano getting married?"

Anna did not expect Chiara to ask such a question again, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Chiara, why do you always ask these questions?"

"Why? Why don't you let people ask these questions when you are together?

We have been together for a long time, right?

E ......" Chiara bumped Anna's arm and lowered her voice, "Matthew never had a woman around, he was as abstinent as a monk, and for a while I even thought he liked men. But then you surprised me, so

He smiled wickedly and took Anna's hand intimately, asking in a low voice, "Satisfy me and tell me, are you two sleeping together or not?"

Anna: "......"

He half-closed his red lips and whispered, "You are so direct in asking."

By the end of her sentence, Anna's face had blushed beyond words.

Clare narrowed her eyes slightly, "Seeing the way you are blushing, it looks like you two are really.

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