Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 482: It is better to go than to die.

Frowning, Matthew saw the small figure quickly disappear from his sight before he could react.

Anna ran upstairs and hid in her room, her heart pounding. What was going on? Matthew was really walking toward her. If she was not mistaken, her eyes should have been looking at his lips. Could it be that-he was looking for her because of revenge for suddenly kissing him earlier?

Thinking about this, Anna hastily covered her chest, -Why is he jumping up and down so much that he let me down?

After thinking about it, she greatly regretted running away when Matthew had taken the initiative to approach her a moment ago. She should have taken the perfect opportunity to tease him again. For example, she was going to secretly kiss him again.

Good idea!

In fact...he had wasted the opportunity.

Anna burst into tears, covering her cheeks.

Hospital.

More than an hour had passed since Serena had arrived at the hospital with the thermos.

When she entered the room, a gleam of joy crossed Cristian's eyes, but it quickly disappeared as he sat there with a somber face, without greeting her either.

Serena ignored him and placed the thermos directly on the table, opening the lid.

As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of the food inside came out and it did not take long for it to fill the room.

Because Cristian had been waiting here for a long time, and, then, when he had received the call, he had not even eaten before rushing there, his stomach was already empty. So, when he smelled the aroma of food, his stomach seemed to follow the restless movement.

He frowned slightly. This woman...

His throat moved at the thought, but in the end he said nothing.

Serena put the rice soup in a bowl and, considering the inconvenience of the wound, purposely brought the food in front of him.

-Eat.

Cristian did not accept it and looked at her with dismay.

Serena raised an eyebrow and asked, "What, you're not hungry?"

-You said to wait an hour.

-Yes,II Serena nodded, -Is there a problem?"

Cristian did not speak with his gaze fixed on her and a moment later complained, "You're thirty minutes late."

-You are thirty minutes late.

Serena said, "So you're not eating because I'm late?" after saying this, Serena also waved the bowl in her hand toward him.

Cristian asked, "So I don't eat because you are late."

Serena replied, "What?"

Cristian said, "I am a patient."

Angrily, Serena resisted the urge to crush her head and a cold smile appeared on her red lips, "Really?"

-Yes, II Cristian nodded and then leaned closer, his breath mingling with hers, -If you don't persuade me, I won't eat. If I don't eat, it will be difficult for me to heal the wound I got to save you. The doctor said I will be left with scars."

Serena looked at him, wondering if the man was flirting with her because of the severity of his wounds.

It was obvious he was.

-In addition, I have to have an operation for my repair, will I be able to bear it if I don't eat? At that point, Serena sneered and then placed the bowl in her hand on the table, making a sharp sound. -Don't eat, whatever. I'm not the one who will starve.

She had just said that, got up and went to the thermos to prepare all the dishes. Then he stopped and glanced at Cristian, who was lying in bed with an injured back.

At the thought of this, Serena's face instantly changed; she ran to him quickly.

-What are you doing, don't you know you have an injured back? Why do you keep lying down?

Cristian lay there and looked desperate.

-No one cares about me and it is better to let me die.

Why had he said it in that tone? Serena was surprised and finally realized that Cristian's nature had changed, treating her maliciously.

It did not seem that his identity was the president of the Ferrari family and he did not care about his image at all.

Why did such a person exist on earth?

Although Serena was furious, she could do nothing, because she remembered the shocking wounds in her mind.

Cristian had been badly hurt. Wounded by acid, the skin on his back would not be able to heal in the future and would definitely leave scars. If he had been a normal person, he would have collapsed long ago, but he kept exploiting these wounds to fight with her, wishing that she could be with him. Well, he would work at it until he recovered from his wounds.

Finally, Serena closed her eyes to try to suppress other emotions and opened them, picking up the bowl on the table. -Cristian, please get up and eat something. Your health is the most important thing and you will have nothing if you die.

She began to exhort him as if she were a chatty old woman.

Cristian's face changed slightly and he looked at her.

-Are you kidding me?

She nodded firmly, -Of course."

Cristian lightly hooked his pale lips and replied, -No, I don't want to eat yet.

Serena was very angry and asked, "Then what do you want?"

Cristian raised his hand and pointed to the corner of her lips, which obviously meant he wanted a kiss. Looking at him, Serena shrunk her pupils.

What a shameless bastard!

-It's not possible. I can convince you to eat and nothing else. Cristian, if you don't want to eat, then I'll throw away all the rice soup I made. Then I will call Luke to take care of you, and as for your injuries, I will bear all the medical expenses.

-After saying this, Serena reached for her cell phone, pretending to call Luca.

In the next second, suddenly, Cristian got out of bed so fast that he startled Serena.

Before she could react, the wrist holding the phone was pulled away by Cristian.

-You just said you did the dishes," he asked. Cristian worried about this. Seeing that he stood up abruptly he was sure to pull the wound, so Serena forgot to make the call and went directly to his back to try to see his wound even though Cristian still held his wrist tightly.

-Answer.

-Yes, I made them, do you eat them or not?

-I will eat them,II Cristian stared at her and held out his hands, -I made a mistake before and I will eat now."

Serena was speechless.

She handed him the bowl and said, "Eat quickly. It will be cold later."

-Cristian obediently nodded, then held the bowl and lowered his head to eat the rice soup she had prepared. After taking a sip, he frowned in disgust, -Why is it so bland?

-Because you are hurt. Would you like to enjoy a banquet of food?

Cristian was silent.

Looking at his icy eyes, the corners of Cristian's mouth twitched, "No, it's okay."