Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 779: Isn't that just a hug?

Cristian returned late to the company. As soon as he passed the secretary's office, he suddenly heard a voice inside.

He listened carefully and recognized the voice of his assistant.

"He's shouting so loudly, what's going on?" he suspected.

Cristian frowned, raised his hand and, opened the door.

Looking around, there was only Serena lying on the couch. She was the one who screamed at that moment.

Cristian walked uncontrollably toward her.

Even he himself did not know why she was like that.

As he approached her, Cristian saw Serena's delicate eyebrows closed tightly. Her white forehead was covered with cold sweat, soaking a few strands of black hair. Her red lips closed and parted in the air with a pained expression.

"A nightmare?" he guessed.

Cristian wiggled his fingertips, bent down and pushed aside the wet hair.

-No. Go back....

Serena suddenly cried out having the nightmare, startling Cristian who stood so close to her. He saw that her complexion was not right and her breathing was getting faster and faster. Tears finally escaped from the corners of her eyes.

Cristian had seen that bitter look.

It was not the first time.

It was like that when she first saw him running toward him anxiously. Her expression was exactly the same as that moment when she had finally been taken away.

Crystal tears slid from her eyes onto the sofa as they fell into Cristian's heart.

As his eyebrows frowned more and more, he cried out, and the woman sleeping on the sofa suddenly opened her eyes.

And he was still bent over. They looked at each other without warning.

Cristian was silent.

He half-closed his thin lips, and on the verge of rising, the woman reached out her hands and hugged his neck tightly.

-This is good! You are here. I know you will not leave me alone...

She wanted to save him in the nightmare at that moment, but she was unable to get close to him. She could only watch him fall constantly. Although she was nervous, there was nothing she could do. Finally, the first time she opened her eyes, she saw Cristian alive, standing in front of her, so Serena hugged him out of conditioned reflex.

She had a sense of preciousness that she lost and regained.

Nevertheless, Cristian, who was embraced by her, felt differently.

He frowned more and more as he listened to the continuous whispers from her mouth.

That woman...

Did she seem to mistake him for someone else?

Why else would she have dared to embrace him like that?

And did she keep speaking nonsense words?

An inexplicable fire rushed into his chest.

Cristian tightened his thin arms and pushed her away. Serena hugged him tightly in a panic, -No, don't pull away. Don't leave me alone. Cristian did not know what to say.

Damn it!

Had she really taken him for someone else, the one he had admitted he was wrong about?

Cristian's heart became more and more uncomfortable. With some force in her hand, Serena was reluctantly pushed away from him. Tears were still in the corners of her eyes.

Her beautiful eyes were beautiful, but her face was pale as if she had suffered from a serious illness.

Cristian sneered, "Who do you think I am?

Serena looked at him with surprise.

-No? -He narrowed his eyes and his whole body exuded a dangerous and fierce aura of murder. Serena shivered and slowly recovered.

The person in front of her was real, and... Cristian had completely lost his memory; he did not recognize her.

And she had been so clumsy just before.

Thinking about it, Serena quickly reached out her hand to wipe the tears from her face and apologize.

-I'm sorry, President!

Her surprised and bewildered look after recovering made Cristian confirm her assumptions even more. She had admitted that she was really wrong, hadn't she? Otherwise, how could she have had such a reaction with such a torn face?

Cristian's lips twitched and he scoffed coldly.

-You're sorry, for rushing to hug me, or for admitting to swapping?

Serena frowned at him. She sensed the anger in his breath and in his gaze. Her first reaction was that... Should he be angry just because she hugged him?

Serena bit her lower lip, -I'm sorry. She didn't do it on purpose.

She had just had that nightmare and was too scared. It turned out that as soon as she woke up, she saw the man from the dream standing in front of her, so she couldn't think twice at that moment and hugged him without hesitation.

She was slowly recovering.

If she had known that he would get so angry, she definitely would not have done that.

By the way, though, why were you in the secretary's office?

He thought about it and Serena's eyes became confused, "President, why are you here?

Cristian did not prepare to answer her.

At first it was ridiculous in his heart, but when she asked him, Cristian felt a little embarrassed.

Could he say that he came to see her because he heard her nightmarish cry?

Of course not.

He half-closed his thin lips and looked at her coldly.

The look made her hands and feet go numb.

Serena sat up, feeling that his back was cold.

He looked really angry.

Serena lowered her eyelashes and bit her red lips.

-I'm sorry. I know what I did makes you very angry, but I really didn't do it on purpose. I just had a bad dream, so- -

He could no longer speak. Her voice was getting smaller and smaller and her head was getting lower and lower.

Seeing her like this, Cristian became more irritable and stood up.

-What does it have to do with me if you have nightmares?

Serena raised her head in amazement. He seemed to be enraged. He did not know what to say, so he bit his lower lip and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the secretary's room suddenly became quiet. Cristian turned and was about to leave.

-Well..." Serena could not help but raise her head and call out to him.

Cristian stopped his pace for a while without turning back, but asked her aloud: -What else?

-What happened last night. Thank you.

Cristian scoffed in a cold tone.

-No need. If I hadn't been called by Vittorio, I wouldn't have saved you at all.

These blunt words made Serena's face feel warm. She did not give up and continued, -In spite of this, I still have to thank you.

It was just useless for her to ask him stupidly why he had come to save her.

-Have you finished?

-What?

Serena was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, she remembered something else and hastened to add: -Also, I will take your dress to the laundry and return it to you after I pick it up.

Cristian still did not know how to answer her.

He stood there without moving his slender body. It took him a long time to get his voice out, "Don't you know I have misophobia?

-Yes.

-Since you know, I throw away the dress, why are you giving it back to me?

When he finished saying that, he did not give Serena another chance and left the room in stride.

Serena sat on the sofa in a daze. It wasn't that she couldn't guess.

Compared to the night before, there were ups and downs in her emotions.

Was it-just because she gave him a distracted hug?