Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 789: Pervert!

What?

Serena thought she had misheard or was hallucinating. If not, why did Cristian appear in the doorway below her apartment and tell her to take him upstairs? -What are you doing standing still? Aren't you going?

When Serena was still stunned, Cristian spoke again in a cold voice without any temperature. And his black eyes had no emotion. Well, the person was real not hallucinating.

If they were his hallucinations, Cristian should not be like this. Then he nodded his head, went forward and opened the door quietly. It was extremely unexpected to see him here.

Because when he went to the restaurant with Vittorio, she did not see him there, and Vittorio also said he did not see her message.

Vittorio was not that kind of person who specialized in lying, and she was no longer a child. If he had lied, how could she not see what Vittorio's hidden expression had been?

Then, seeing him appear here, Serena was a little surprised.

She opened the door and Cristian entered behind her.

Serena led Cristian upstairs, and bumped into the owner of the apartment at the corner of the stairs, who was coming down at that moment. Seeing a tall man behind her, she narrowed her eyes at him and then asked with a smile, "Your boyfriend?

Serena's face became hot and she shook her head in embarrassment.

But the owner thought she was feeling shy and walked past her smiling.

Serena opened the door and entered the hallway.

She bent down, took a pair of women's slippers from the shoe rack, and placed them in front of him. Cristian frowned.

-Will you let me wear these?

-Sorry, Cristian, here...I only have these.

Cristian glanced at the shoe rack.

There was definitely only one pair of women's slippers and the rest were his shoes.

With one glance, Cristian withdrew his eyes, and it was quite subtle.

There was only one pair of slippers, which meant that no one had entered his house, and he ... could be the first.

Thinking about this, Cristian turned around pleased to see Serena again.

-There's a supermarket downstairs, it's not too far, how about I buy you a pair and you wait here for a while?

Cristian frowned, -Am I a very artificial person?

-No, you put them on, I'll just stay a few minutes.

He took off his shoes, walked directly on the floor in his socks and went inside. Serena had to put on her slippers and then she went in as well.

She had many doubts as to why Cristian had appeared here, but she did not dare to ask. After all, he was now... too grumpy.

She thought that if she asked him another question, he would become so irritable that he would turn around and leave.

After entering, Cristian discovered that the room was very clean, probably because she lived alone. There was also a faint scent in the room. He looked around and finally found many potted orchids on the balcony.

So it was not strange that there was perfume in the house. It turned out that she likes to plant flowers.

Serena went to the kitchen to make him a cup of coffee and came back. After taking a few sips, Cristian heard Serena ask softly, "What are you coming for?

So Cristian stopped drinking.

"Yes, why am I coming, should I answer that I came here unknowingly?

I shouldn't say that."

Cristian deeply half-closed his thin lips as he thought.

Serena saw that after asking the question, the other party did not even drink the coffee, as if he was thinking about something.

But she did not know that when she was thinking about something, her eyebrows unconsciously frowned and her lips tightened.

"Are you thinking about how to answer my question, because, that would be...?"

Serena was guessing in concentration, and suddenly she heard Cristian say coldly, "Take it.

-What?" Serena was surprised and looked at him stupefied.

-What can I give you?

Cristian became unhappy: -My jacket."

Cristian's expression began to become impatient, because based on Serena's performance, he now seemed to be thinking about something bad. As he thought his thoughts were about to be seen, an anxiety appeared in his tone, -The jacket, didn't you say you would wash it and return it to me?

Hearing this, Serena finally understood.

It turned out to be the jacket. Serena could only frown. She had made it clear that day that she had an addiction to cleanliness and no longer wanted that dress.

Why did she come in particular to ask for it?

-Cristian saw her standing there, stunned, with a dull expression, and he didn't know what she was thinking, so he laughed out loud at her, "Shouldn't you want to keep it?

Serena felt a little embarrassed when the other party said that and quickly waved her hand.

-No, no, how could I? I've already taken it out of the laundry and hung it up. I'll bring it to you right away.

When she had finished, Serena turned and headed for the bedroom closet.

Only the moment she turned around, her face immediately became a little frustrated.

That dress, Cristian said, she didn't want it anymore. So, she hung it up in her closet and could see it every day whenever she opened her closet. He thought that if he didn't want it, he was done. Unexpectedly today he came for it.

"This man is too fickle."

She entered the room to get the suit, but Cristian also unconsciously stood up, trying to follow her into the room. However, he stopped when he reached the door.

Serena opened the closet, still feeling depressed, but as soon as she looked up, she was stunned.

Before going to bed last night, she had hung her underwear on the rack of the dress she had taken, and now it was on top of her dress.

Serena's face suddenly changed, but it was too late to close the closet door.

For there were footsteps behind her. She turned her head and saw Cristian coming quickly toward her with a frown on his face.

Judging by his face and his look, he should have seen her. Serena bit her lower lip, wishing she could dig a crack in the floor to hide.

It was her own fault for hanging it too casually-any place would do except over her dress!

When he opened the closet in the morning, it didn't seem wrong at all, because he wouldn't need the dress anyway, so he could do whatever he wanted.

But just a few minutes ago, he really forgot about it.

Finally, Cristian appeared in front of her and squinted.

Serena raised her eyes and looked at him, then immediately averted them with a guilty conscience.

Cristian still remembered the scene where she had hung a pair of red panties over her dress, and the visual impact was so strong that he could not forget it until now. -Are you a pervert?