Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1447 - It's all in the past

"Luca."

After Samantha asked and got no answer, she reluctantly stretched out her wrist, her tone gentle, "Come on, tell me, I asked you so many times, how much did it cost?"

"So eager to know?" Luke narrowed his eyes at the enigmatic woman in front of him and leaned closer to her, his thin lips resting on her ear, his warm breath surrounding her as he spoke a figure in a slow, methodical manner.

Samantha, whose eyes were still slightly enigmatic, immediately glazed over her hangover after hearing that figure and looked at Luke with wide eyes.

"You spend, you spend that much?"

When she thought of that amount of money, Samantha felt her heart dripping with blood and cried out, "How could you spend so much? You are such a loser, you didn't bat an eye and spent all that money. You don't have to spend it all......."

The more Samantha said, the more her heart bled.

Even the atmosphere that had been good between the two was completely ruined by Samantha.

Luke could no longer kiss her when he heard that lame sentence and simply rolled over and lay on his side, "Don't spend the money and let you dance with another man?"

She was unable to accept it.

It was true that she did not want to dance with other men, and she did not expect the resident dancer, to play such a big game for her.

Luca was her boyfriend, and she was losing a lot of money for no reason.

Thinking of something, Samantha suddenly turned around and looked at Luca with a sly look.

"Tell me, after all the money you spent, will you have the money to marry us later?"

Luca winced and looked deeply into Samantha's eyes, was she really worried about that?

Luca turned to her, "I have been single for so many years, how could I not have savings, besides my job pays a lot, I will still have more than enough to marry you."

Samantha blushed at his flirtatious look and immediately replied, "What are you talking about? I'm just worried that you won't be able to replace a wife in the future, who said I'm going to marry you? If you want to marry me, I won't necessarily marry you!"

He has only been engaged for a few days and you want to marry her!

Luke said nothing, just looked at her with a slight smile, and that look appeared in Samantha's eyes as if he had seen through her, and she was a little exasperated.

"What are you looking at? I'm telling the truth, you don't really think I want to marry you, do you?"

"Well, it's all true, are you sleepy? Go to bed early if you are sleepy."

With that, Luke lowered himself and put her clothes back on and then really did nothing else, and it was only then that Samantha realized that the great atmosphere between them before seemed to have been ruined all by her.

Ouch, regret was a bit of a regret, it had really escaped her in front of a young body, never mind, let's not make fun of it for the sake of her injuries.

Samantha blinked and leaned back into his arms and closed her eyes, her breathing soon became regular.

Luca followed once he was sure she had fallen asleep.

"Anna was the only one there when the fire broke out, but with the fire burning so hot, it's unlikely anyone didn't notice. The door was also locked on purpose. There are two people who might have done this, the makeup artist and the makeup artist's assistant. The makeup artist's assistant's statement is that she listened to the makeup artist and left the room to go to the cafeteria to look for food for the bride, and or her way to look for food she ran into a broken elevator, so she didn't get back in time."

"Did you check the surveillance?"

"Yes, her statement and surveillance match."

"What about the makeup artist?"

"The makeup artist's statement that day was that the newcomer had to put on a mask before makeup, and it took almost half an hour for the mask, so when she saw that there was still time, she went downstairs to make a phone call. Her words and actions were monitored and verified by us, and they were all consistent with what the statement said."

So, both seemed to be very innocent.

Matthew narrowed his eyes after hearing this, and it didn't take him long to ask, "Who was the last person to leave the room?"

"It was the makeup artist, the makeup assistant has never returned since she left, so that pretty much rules her out."

If the makeup artist's assistant had tampered with the door lock, then the door would have been locked when the makeup artist left.

"Double check the last person who left the room."

"Okay Lord Jordan."

The visitor took a quiet look around the ward, then asked, "Hasn't Mrs. Giordano woken up yet? In fact, we wonder if she might have been drugged that day and that is why she is unconscious." "She's not awake yet, check with the makeup artist first, and also start with the makeup artist's assistant, when the statements of both parties don't match, that's the starting point." "Okay sir Giordano, let's go first then."

Matteo murmured and then turned to go back to the ward, pushing open the door to meet Amelia's tired face, paused for a moment then said, "Dad, Mom you can go home and rest, I'll take care of this." Amelia looked at the haggard Matthew and wanted to say something, but she thought nothing of it and nodded, "Well, your father and I will go home and rest so we can come back to change shifts with you when we are well rested.

"Yes."

Anna woke up feeling dizzy, surrounded by fire, the smell of smoke so thick she could barely breathe, when suddenly a man came running through the flames and hugged her.

"Matthew!"

Anna, frightened, abruptly shouted his name and sat down with her body on all fours.

There was already light around her, and Matthew, who had been at her side, saw her awake and immediately rushed to her.

"Anna?"

Anna grabbed his hand and stared at him blankly, as if to confirm her veracity. Matthew saw her eyes and understood what she was thinking, and held her tightly in his backhand. "Don't worry, I'm real, I'm fine, you're fine, it's all over."

Anna, presumably shaken by the fire, held Matteo's hand firmly, trying to say something, but her lips trembled and she could not get a word out.

"You don't have to say anything." Matteo gathered her into his arms, his big hands stroking her back and cheering her on, "It's all over, we're in the hospital now."

At the sound of the words, Matthew felt a warm touch on his chest and pulled Anna away to replace that her eyes were watering and her heart was cutting like a knife.

He reached out his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of Anna's eyes, promising with an oath, "Don't worry, as long as I'm around, I won't let it happen again."