Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 646: It was really him

It was him!

It was really him!

Serena was left alone with this idea in her mind, and suddenly she realized that a warm stream had come out of her eyes, and it was tears welling up.

She had always thought that... she was carrying the child of a stranger, and at first she wanted to abort it.

Later, she still held it, and slowly began to love the little life she carried.

Later, Alice said she would help him search for reality, and he discovered that Leonardo could be the father of his child.

The moment she found out, Serena almost collapsed, worried that she would be ashamed to face Cristian after giving birth.

Later ...

The past was simply too much to look back on.

Serena closed her eyes and tears fell silently from the corners of her eyes before hiding in the pillow beside her.

-What's wrong?

Cristian, standing behind her, probably sensed that something was wrong, so he asked anxiously.

Serena came back to herself and shook her head.

-It's nothing, it's late and I've asked all the questions I needed to, so let's rest.

Cristian had been silent for a while, but still couldn't help but ask, -Are you sure you're okay?"

Serena laughed slightly as she let her tears fall, "What kind of trouble can I get into? Sleep-

As she finished, she herself moved forward to close her eyes, thinking, -Manuel. - You will be so happy if you see your father. -You will be so happy if you see your father, won't you?

-This is your real father.

Although much had happened before, Serena no longer had the strength to dwell on the past.

There was no jealousy for her either, because Cristian was hers, no matter if he was the one before or the one now.

Serena fell asleep slowly thinking about this.

She was satisfied and fell asleep, but Cristian felt restless.

He seemed to feel an extra touch of moisture in the air after telling Serena the date, and then guessed she was crying.

But Serena laughed softly again, and that laughter did not seem strange at all.

Until Serena's breathing calmed down, Cristian slowly leaned back and looked at her moonlit cheeks, noting the trail of tears at the corners of her eyes.

Although the tears had dried, touching her face still showed the moisture.

Cristian began to think: was she crying?

She closed her thin lips and narrowed her eyebrows, and continued to hesitate.

Was she jealous because he had remembered the date too clearly? Was she feeling sad and crying about it?

But Cristian could remember the date so clearly because so many things had happened on that day, not only because he had slept with a woman then unknown to him, but also because he had been set up on that day.

He would remember that day well forever, and he would never fall for that kind of trick again.

Looking at the faint tear mark, Cristian leaned down and placed a kiss on it. His movement was as light as a feather, and a moment later he lay down beside her, but his heart felt as if it had been grabbed by a claw.

Inside the village

Anna was writing in a good mood, leaning against her desk. Before long she stopped, feeling that something was wrong, so she threw the paper from her hands.

She continued to rewrite another page. Then she checked it and felt dissatisfied, so she rewrote it again.

After throwing away a few pages, Manuel, who was sitting on the couch with a basket of fruit in his hand, could take no more.

-Anna, you've already wasted a lot of paper," he said.

Hearing this, Anna raised her head and looked at him indignantly, -What I wasted is not yours, I bought it, what do you care?

-But..." Manuel ate a grape, "Anna, why don't you write on the computer? That way, it's easy to edit and erase, I wouldn't have wasted so much paper.... The teacher said the waste is shameful." Anna was speechless for a while.

-Ok, you're right," she replied as she brushed back her long hair. Then, she complained, saying, -What a bummer not to be able to write well.

-In fact, you don't need to write it.... No matter how you write it, Matteo will never hire you.

-How?" replied Anna with a snort, "Everything is difficult in the beginning. If he doesn't want to hire me at first, I can try several times. Maybe I will succeed."

Manuel stroked his chin as if he was thinking about something. Then he said, "The guy is so indifferent that for you, working as a nanny in his house is more feasible than working in his company as a secretary."

-Nanny?" cried Anna incredulously, "You're a devil, aren't you? You asked me to serve as your uncle's nanny? My goodness! It's quite dangerous for a young girl like me to become a nanny, you know?" Manuel stopped eating and asked her with eyes full of confusion,

-Why?

Anna stood up and approached Manuel, reaching out to touch his forehead.

-Manuel, what do you know about what you do besides eating? A pretty young girl who goes to work as a nanny is likely to meet horny owners and then be harassed.

Manuel swallowed the grapes in his mouth, blinked and tilted his head to one side. Then he asked her,

-My uncle is the owner, but isn't being harassed by my uncle what you want?

Anna was stunned, speechless.

It was true that Matthew was the owner of the house. If he wanted to do something to her, she would be happy.

What worried Anna, however, was that Matteo did not want to do anything to her.

Oh, what the hell was she thinking.

But what about Manuel? Why had she told herself that? How did this boy know so much?

Thinking about it, Anna moved closer and narrowed her eyes to look at Manuel with a sense of menace. Suddenly, she grabbed one of Manuel's ears with her outstretched hand.

-Tell me the truth, how do you know so much? At such a young age, are you learning the wrong things?

Anna became fierce and the force in her hand increased so that Manuel's white ear turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. She cried out in pain, -Oh, let go of me, it hurts! -Look what you've learned, I understand that you know a lot more than others, but do you know that some things are not suitable for children? Come on, forget what you just told me and all those impure thoughts in your head.

-Oh," moaned Manuel, trying to push Anna's hand away, but he couldn't. She was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes. She was so anxious that tears rolled down her eyes.

Finally, she could only take a very powerful measure. She began to threaten Anna, saying, "If you don't let me go, I will call my Uncle Matteo right away and say bad things about you." Once she heard Matteo's name, Anna became very frightened and stood there stunned for a moment before Manuel had already slipped out from under her palm.

She covered her red ears and ran toward the stairs, her little paws were already stepping on the steps, then she looked back at Anna.

-If you mistreat me again, I will call Uncle Matthew every day to speak ill of you. Then you will have even less chance of winning him over.

-How dare you!

-You can't call him! I still want to be your Uncle Matteo's wife," Anna shouted, raising her head.

-Then... You must please me. If I am satisfied, I can take you to see my uncle.