Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 830: Running Away

Vittorio was a real talker.

When he sat down, he started talking again.

-Cristian, your grandfather called me, I think he is convinced that you are getting engaged to Magdalena, and I think he is also beginning to suspect you, what are you going to do now? He said, winking at Serena.

Serena wondered what Vittorio wanted, and it was logical that he did not talk about it.

But Vittorio, as if on purpose.

I can't let my sister-in-law continue to suffer like this, can I?

At the words, Cristian's hands stopped moving and he moved slowly to look up.

-What do you mean?

Vittorio brushed his lips and held out his hands.

-I'm just worried about you guys, you know how strong your grandfather is, if he replaces out that the reason you're not engaged to Magdalena is actually because of Serena, then..." He did not say anything else after this, all the next words were left unsaid, but everyone knew the sequel.

Originally Vittorio would not have said this in front of Serena, he was afraid to answer his sister-in-law, but now it was different, he and Serena understood each other.

But Cristian's eyebrows tightened at his words, and whatever he wanted to address in silence, Vittorio pointed to it and made it clear.

Next to him, however, Serena was seriously eating with her chopsticks, and Cristian could not help but look at her sideways, and he could tell that her face wore a very indifferent expression. Cristian was silent, and she seemed to be very serious about eating.

"So what Vittorio just said didn't get to you?"

Thinking about this, did Cristian suddenly feel irritated? Was it because she did not care and he had no place in her heart?

Thus Cristian's eyes took on other emotions.

Serena did not have much of an appetite, but for some reason, the smell of the vegetarian dishes made her appetite grow, and she unconsciously grabbed her chopsticks and began to eat.

He was still thinking that perhaps the little boy liked the smell when he felt what seemed to be a sensual look on his side.

Unconsciously she glanced sideways and saw Cristian's gaze fixed on her with the depth of a wolf.

Just when Serena thought she was feeling ill, Cristian's eyes narrowed slightly.

-Shut up.

-Or, if all else fails, how about running away?

Hearing this, Serena almost dropped the fork from her hand and looked at Vittorio incredulously, with a look that seemed to say, -Are you crazy?

Obviously Vittorio did it on purpose, he did not miss Serena's gaze, but he avoided it and said, -Cristian, I think running away is a good idea.

I know your grandfather's temper too well, so why not escape and go to another country right away? I can help you keep an eye on him and hide him together, and when my sister-in-law is pregnant, you can... -Ahem... -Hearing this, Serena could not help but stammer, then covered her mouth and coughed.

She coughed so hard that her pale face flushed, and a pair of large hands reached behind her back to smooth her breath with gentle pressure, and then, out of the corner of her eye, Serena noticed the speed with which Cristian poured her a cup of tea and lifted it to her lips.

Serena coughed for a moment before stopping and bringing the tea to her lips to take a small sip.

Vittorio blinked to the side and, after making sure he had stopped coughing, began again.

Sister-in-law, that solution you were talking about?

-Shut up! -Christian scolded her in a cold voice.

-Why do I have to keep quiet? --Vittorio was reluctant and growled, -I think my offer is good, sooner or later your grandfather will replace out if you stay here.

-Only you can talk, right?" Cristian frowned and looked morosely at Vittorio in front of him.

Today, Vittorio was really strange, coming up with these bad ideas as well.

Seeing that Cristian was showing real signs of anger, Vittorio had to close his mouth and grab his chopsticks to stuff something into his mouth.

The atmosphere was awkward later in the meal since Vittorio said that idea, she ate in silence and no one said much.

When Serena had filled her stomach a bit, she noticed that Cristian had barely touched the dishes, sitting with a frown on his face.

Vittorio, meanwhile, was about to eat almost everything on the table, looking at Cristian as he said, -You deserve to be nauseous from not eating anything sitting here watching people eat. -Nausea? -Serena asked unconsciously at his words.

How had she failed to notice anything wrong with the man's stomach during their recent time together?

-Yes, he was in bed for a long time when he was injured and when he woke up he made a good recovery, but he didn't eat much, it wasn't a serious stomach problem, but he still made a mess sometimes," Vittorio nodded.

He had seen Cristian with an upset stomach when he appeared to have drunk a glass of wine so strong that it almost burned his stomach.

-How come I didn't know about this? -Serena looked at Cristian anxiously, -What were you thinking?

Cristian, however, said nothing, just looked at Vittorio.

-Are you full?

Vittorio belched and was about to speak when he heard Cristian throw a cold dislike at him, "Eat your fill and leave.

Vittorio did not know how to respond.

"Shit, I really get kicked in the head by a donkey to help Cristian, he gets so angry every time."

Vittorio realized that Cristian had frowned so hard that he must have had something to say to Serena and that was why he had said it that way.

Then Vittorio pulled himself up, -Today it's your turn, I'll go first.

When he finished, not caring about Cristian's reaction, he got up and left, turning to Serena with his trademark smile as he reached the door and shouting, -Sister-in-law, I was serious about the idea I just told you.

When he said he was thinking about it, he deliberately raised his tone as if he was remembering something.

Serena suddenly thought.

It was a really good idea, and if Cristian was willing to go back with her, then she could take him to the place where she had lived before, which would be good for his memory. However, Cristian disagreed, so Serena could only cough slightly, -He is supposed to be talking casually, isn't he?

-Is that so? -Christian's cold gaze settled on his face and his thin lips parted slightly, -Why do I think it's not a bad idea?