Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1426 - She doesn't want to die

No wonder she felt so suffocated and a little hot.

Startled, Anna got up from her chair and turned to run outside.

The fire had not yet spread through the door, so Anna was glad that even though she did not know why she was on fire, she would be fine once she got outside.

But when Anna got to the door and tried to open it, she found that it was locked.

The door was open, something she had only recently experienced, and when she realized that it would not open, Samantha felt goose bumps all over her body as she pulled the door open with numbing force. But no matter how hard she tried, the door would not move.

What, what is happening......

Was this fire trying to burn her to death?

No, she could not die.

Anna knocked loudly on the door, "Is someone there? Help!"

But it was as if she was cut off from a world, and no matter how much she screamed and called for help, no one heard her.

The flames were burning fast, just above the dressing table, but now they had reached where Anna had been sitting.

The door was locked, the phone was not there, she was alone in the room, and it was as if everything had been arranged.

Someone wanted to burn her on her wedding day.

What to do, what to do, how could she get out?

Why was she the only one left in the room? Where was the makeup artist?

No, she could not stand there and wait for death; she had loved Matthew for so many years and had only waited for today.

But what was she going to do? When the fire was on .......

Anna's eyes suddenly moved to another room, where the fire had not yet spread, and she remembered that there seemed to be a bathroom there, and if there was a bathroom, then there must be water.

If there was a bath, then there had to be water. At this thought, his eyebrows colored with joy and he quickly ran toward it.

Fortunately, there was a small basin of water in the bathroom and Anna quickly grabbed a basin of water and went out, but when she came out again, the fire was already bigger and a small basin of water would be useless.

At this rate, she could not put out such a large fire.

Anna went back to the bathroom, found something to block the drain, turned on all the faucets and opened the bathroom door.

Soon water from the faucets was pouring out of it, and since it was not draining out of the drain, it soon spread and ran outside.

She didn't know if this would help her, but she couldn't put out the fire and she was trapped in this room and couldn't get out, so the only way out was water.

Of course she was not lazy, even though she only had a small basin of water at hand, she persevered and brought water to put out the fire.

Although a little water wouldn't do much in a fire like this, Anna felt that it would at least slow the fire down, even if only for a second, to gain a chance of survival. She just hoped that everyone would have noticed the fire sooner and called the police.

She really, really did not want to die here.

She had not yet become Matteo's wife, she had not even told him that she was having his baby, so how could she be willing to die like this?

"It's on fire."

Serena was holding Manuel, followed by Cristian, who had Lea in his arms, and the family of four had come to Matteo and Anna's wedding.

There was a lot going on in the entrance hall and she was quite curious about how Anna would look with makeup, so she was still thinking of taking Manuel to see how the bride looked today. But just then, someone rushed in.

"Signore Giordano, there is a fire in the dressing room."

Matthew was entertaining his guests, and the room full of them stirred a bit when they heard the words.

"What is going on?"

"Why is there a fire for a good reason?"

Matthew narrowed his eyes and watched the man run to his side, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know what happened, the room where Mrs. Galli was staying suddenly caught fire, a little while ago the makeup artist was coming in with his breakfast when he noticed that the door wouldn't open and after a while he smelled the burning smell ......"

Before the words could be finished, Matthew had disappeared from view.

"What did you say? What's going on?"

Serena asked and she too hurriedly ran after Matteo in the direction in which he had disappeared, halfway through her run she looked back toward Cristian's position, "You take care of Manuel and Lea." Cristian, who had been left behind: "..."

"What the hell is going on? Where is the fire? Is that where the bride is?"

"Oh my God, what a coincidence! Has the police been called? Quick, call the fire alarm."

Cristian looked at the messy wedding scene and then at the two small children around him-no, now there was only one left.

Because Manuel had slipped away while he wasn't looking and had run off with Serena.

Damn, this Manuel was a real troublemaker, what was he doing there when there was a fire?

Cristian gritted his teeth and hugged Lea to follow him.

"Cristian."

A voice came from behind him, Beatrice had also heard about the fire and rushed over, she understood everything when she saw that he was the only one left, so she held out her hand to him, "Leave Lea to me, you go and have a look, remember to keep Serena and Manuel safe, and you too, understand?"

"Thank you Beatrice."

It was a timely rain for Cristian that Beatrice appeared to help him at this time, after all, Lea was still too young and it was a bit inconvenient to carry her around on errands.

"Go ahead."

Cristian quickly left.

On the other side of the room, Amelia and Giancarlo had arrived at Anna's makeup door, the plan was finished and they were the only two left, and when they tried to open the door they found it was locked. "What should we do? Anna, are you in there? Did you hear mom? Open the door, it's on fire, girl."

Amelia's voice was choked with anxiety, what if her daughter was still inside? How could the door not open?

Giancarlo also tried to open the door and said with a grimace, "The lock must have been broken, it won't open from outside or inside."

"What should we do then? Old man, do something, our Anna is still inside, the smell is so strong, the fire must not be small."

"Don't be anxious."

"Can't I be anxious? She is our daughter, our daughter, I can't be anxious?"

Amelia was in tears at the end of her sentence, and her makeup was smeared with tears, but she could not care less at that moment. "Hurry up and do something!"

"Don't cry, get out of the way first, I'll try to see if I can ......"

Before the words were finished, a calm voice rang out from behind the two, "Uncle and Aunt, make way."