Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 812: What a shame.

-Hello Miss, is it just you?

Serena stood for a long time in front of the restaurant. One foot in the restaurant and the other still outside. She stood there for a long time, finally the waiter could not help but approach and ask.

Serena looked up and saw a very young man in front of her, very handsome and apparently Italian, although he spoke to her in English.

She nodded unconsciously, -Yes, just me.

The young man replied cheerfully, -Wow, you're Italian, huh? I've been seeing you standing here for a long time, are there any questions?

Serena smiled, -No, I'm just talking on the phone.

She whispered to Vittorio on the other end of the phone, -I have something to do, I'm hanging up now.

Then she hung up the phone immediately.

-Don't hang up, let me talk to you some more Sister-in-law? Hello?

....

-Vittorio was still shouting into the phone when he heard the tone.

-Was it over, because he felt he had done something wrong again with good intentions?

When he heard that Cristian was having dinner with the Landi family, he rushed to call Serena to replace out what was going on. But after two or three calls, Serena did not answer or even respond to his Facebook messages.

This should not be the case. Then Vittorio called her a few more times, but she still did not answer his calls.

So Vittorio panicked and subconsciously thought that Serena must have known and was angry and that's why she didn't answer his calls.

That's why he didn't think twice about what he said when Serena called.

-You are stupid, Vittorio.

He said to himself, tapping his head with his hand.

What a fool! He should have tried before saying that, maybe Serena didn't know yet and could have saved him.

But now...

After saying this, would his sister-in-law stop being his sister-in-law?

No, he had to call Cristian and tell him, otherwise it would be the end of the story if he could not retrieve it.

Vittorio quickly called Cristian, but just like Serena before, the call went unanswered.

Not knowing where his date was and unable to reach him, Vittorio quickly turned around, grabbed his car keys, and ran outside.

***

Serena entered the restaurant and the young man found her a seat by the window and handed her a menu.

-Lately, there are no Italians coming to our restaurant. You are the first Italian I have met in the last half of the month. We are compatriots, so today it's my turn.

Serena took the menu, a little distracted, but she could not ignore the enthusiasm of the other party.

She could only smile and say, "Thank you for your kindness, but we just met, so how can I ask you to pay?

-It's okay. We are already friends.

-No, thank you.

Serena looked at the menu and ordered something at random.

In fact, she liked every meal and was not very picky.

-Is that all? You really are too polite.

Serena smiled, -I will pay for it myself, thank you.

The young man took the menu and left.

Serena sat alone and stared at the wall.

Today he had gone to discuss the engagement with the Landi family.

So what had he been doing all these days? Had his daily trips to her house given her the wrong impression?

Or maybe it was that kiss in the office that turned her on.

She thought Cristian still knew her subconsciously, even if it was not in her memory, and that was why she was doing those actions. She even felt that she was very, very close to victory.

But today, after hearing the news, she suddenly felt--as if she had not taken a single step.

Thinking about this, Serena lowered her eyes and sat in her seat in silence.

She was served very quickly in this restaurant, probably because they were from the same country. Serena's food was served quickly. After serving her food, the young man took a seat in front of her and looked into her eyes -Have you come alone abroad? Looking into Serena's eyes, he thought, -That woman's eyes were so beautiful.... I feel like I fell in love with her at first sight." -No," Serena shook her head, picking up her chopsticks as she said softly, "I came with my husband.

A second later, the young man's smile froze for a few moments. He was a little embarrassed.

-Is there anything else? -Serena looked at him.

The man coughed slightly and shook his head, -Nothing. Then enjoy your meal.

Serena only ate a little. Although she really wanted to eat it before entering the restaurant, now the food tasted nothing in her mouth.

She ate just a little before she stopped eating and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, then got up to pay the bill.

The young man did not show up again, so she paid the bill and left the restaurant.

***

At this moment, inside a major hotel.

-How strange that our two families can sit here and eat together, II Angelo looked at Joseph and Magdalene sitting across from him and said, -By the way, why didn't Tancredi come with you? Joseph stroked his beard and smiled, "He had other things to do, so I didn't ask him to come.

Magdalene looked at Cristian, who was sitting next to Angelo. Then, with a shy expression, she looked at the dress he was wearing.

She had asked someone to buy this dress for her and had gone to great lengths to get it.

She had heard that the designer was a woman, and although Magdalene had never seen her, her friends loved the designer's work. Only her work was too hard to buy, and she had heard that she didn't design much these days. That's why many of the dresses she bought were not worn and she put them on as models.

As for this dress, she paid a fortune for it.

Even the makeup was carefully designed to match the dress, hoping to make the best impression on Cristian.

She even thought that when the wedding was booked, then she would go and ask this person. She was willing to pay a lot of money to have her wedding dress designed.

She thought too far ahead and Magdalene's cheeks flushed when she came back to reality.

Both elders were aware of the purpose of their meeting today. So, after drinking wine, they began to talk business.

Joseph looked at Cristian, who was tall and handsome.

The more he looked at him, the more satisfied he felt.

He put down the small glass of wine in his hand and looked at Angelo.

-Angelo, do you remember that we hoped our sons and daughters could get married. What a pity...