Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 498: Do you think I want to separate you?

In the quiet room on the second floor of a restaurant, Beatrice poured soup for Serena and said, "The soup is very good. I used to like to come here before I went to South City. Sometimes I would call Cristian who would go with me. But after I went to South City I could no longer drink the soup here. Today thanks to you I can come back here."

Beatrice gave her the soup and Serena took it with both hands.

-Thank you, Aunt Beatrice.

Beatrice smiled and said, -Don't be so polite. It's been a long time since we've seen each other. Where have you been for five years? How have you been? Why haven't we heard from you?

Serena sat with the soup in front of Beatrice and put her spoon in the soup. She slowly responded to the words.

-Aunt Beatrice, I have been abroad learning design for five years.

-Learning design? It is a very good career. You seem to have changed a lot in these five years.

Serena smiled and didn't know what to say.

She had thought Beatrice would eat with her. There was no shortage of food. When Beatrice had called her, Serena had come over without hesitation.

-Serena..." Beatrice said a familiar name. It was familiar and strange. Serena felt like she was calling someone else.

Serena, this name...

It was already a very old story.

After calling Beatrice heard the problem and said with a smile, "When I was in the hospital room, I heard Cristian call you Serena, did you change the name?" Serena nodded and said, "Serena Gallo is my old name. Now my name is Serena Giordano. Aunt Beatrice can call me Serena if that's okay with you."

-Giordano? How are you related to the Giordano family?

-Matteo Giordano is my brother.

Hearing this information, Beatrice was surprised and looked at her with a very complicated expression.

She had already looked up the origin of this girl and first she was Gallo's daughter, now she was from the Giordano family? Was there really a secret about the origin? Well, it was not very important.

Beatrice nodded and said, "Now I understand. That's why we didn't get the news that you changed your name. How have you been all these years? Not bad, have you? Serena smiled sheepishly, -Yes, not bad.

When she heard her answer, Beatrice could not hold back her smile.

-In fact, you don't need to tell me. I know you have a good life. It is more than good. But did you know that Cristian has suffered these five years?

Serena could no longer smile and looked at Beatrice calmly.

-I am his aunt. I have never seen him like that. He doesn't seem to care about anything. For Cristian except his mother I don't know who he cares about. I am his aunt, but I am not indispensable to him.

Beatrice, -.

-You have to understand what I said.

Serena replied, -Aunt Beatrice can you say it more clearly.

-Ok, I will say it clearly: when did you see Cristian?

Serena raised her head and looked at Beatrice. She put down her spoon and recounted everything that had happened in the restaurant.

When Beatrice had started listening to the story first, she had thought a little about what had happened. But finally she could listen no longer and said, "What nerve, when Cristian gets so brazen? I don't know how he is now...."

Beatrice felt incredulous to hear that her grandson was brazen.

-So Cristian asked you to meet him and improve your relationship, right?

Serena nodded her head, -Yes.

-You don't love him, you don't want to see him, and you don't want to be with him, right?

Serena was a little surprised; she raised her head to look at Beatrice.

She was also looking at her.

-You're hesitating," smiled Beatrice.

Serena stopped thinking and smiled as well, -Aunt Beatrice you are playing a joke on me. I don't want him anymore. It's just that he is my client and he is hurt because of me. I have a responsibility to take care of him.

-When will he recover?" continued Beatrice to ask.

-After he recovers, I will leave and never see him again.

-If he always wants to see you, how will you hide? Beatrice had asked a lot of questions and she had not had time to answer them.

He did not answer Beatrice's questions and looked at her, "You can tell me directly."

Beatrice said, "You are a very smart girl. I liked you very much five years ago. Although Cristian had told me you were married once I always thought you were a good girl. Only if you could solve problems and be together, I thought marriage was okay. But now I don't think it's right for you to stay together."

Serena did not speak at all and had no expression on her face.

Beatrice continued to speak, "Your appearance is very different from your character. I see that you are very weak but you are very strong. And Cristian is also a very strong person. If you are together, you will do more damage."

-Well, Aunt Beatrice you are right. I know that very well. That's why I left. Serena nodded her head.

Beatrice, -...-

She was thinking. When she saw Serena's cold face as she heard her words, she realized that Cristian had no chance.

If Serena still loved Cristian, she would have been worried after hearing his words.

But she did not...

Poor Cristian, his aunt wanted to help him but the girl did not love him anymore. She had not had a good outcome.

After thinking about it, Beatrice asked, -Have you remarried over the years?

This question was like a bomb and was dropped into Serena's heart.

She was startled and lowered her gaze, -No. No?"

-No? You didn't start another relationship for five years? No relationship at all? Then you...

Serena said, "Living alone is fine with me. Aunt Beatrice, I know what you mean. Don't worry. After solving these problems, I will cut off relations with Cristian. I don't want him to be with me." Hearing her words. Beatrice sighed heavily.

-Well, do you think I want to separate you?

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