Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 859: Are you a doctor?

-Yes, because I'm bored with the exaggerated clothes," Magdalena explained.

She said it in a low voice, not daring to look at him.

Tancredi suddenly changed the subject, "A friend of mine just returned from abroad. He knows you are beautiful, he wanted to meet you.

-Don't even think about it," Magdalena refused, without thinking.

But, suddenly realizing her imprudence, she explained in a hushed tone, "What I mean is that I don't have time today, so..."

Tancredi stood there motionless and silent, looking at her in silence.

His gaze was so serene that it left Magdalena shivering.

She knew that his serene looks were the way he treated people, but behind them, there was something imposing that she dared not challenge.

The calmer he was, the more Magdalene was afraid he would get angry.

Then she asked with a forced smile, "Is your friend handsome, that one? If so, I'll go with you.

Then Tancredi smiled: -Of course he is. If he's not handsome, I won't introduce him to you.

Magdalene sighed at his smile.

-Make yourself more beautiful,II said Tancredi.

Unwillingly, Magdalena obeyed him and changed from her usual exquisite and elegant style.

"It's just a visit, nothing more." She thought, discouraged, "Tomorrow I'll still be able to see Cristian, if not the day after tomorrow, he won't guard me every day." Then Magdalene came out, elegant and bright.

Tancredi was glad to see her usual beauty, thinking, "If she has recovered as such, I won't force her either."

Then the two walked away.

In front of a coffee shop, the car stopped. When she got out of it, Magdalene looked carefully at her surroundings, and became quiet when she saw nothing unusual. -Did something happen? -Tancredi asked.

Magdalene shook her head, explaining, -No, nothing.

Then they entered the cafeteria and went up to the second floor accompanied by a waiter.

As they climbed the stairs, Magdalena asked confusedly, -Why don't we meet downstairs?

-The second floor is spacious and quiet," said Tancredi.

At that hour there was hardly anyone around except a man sitting at the window.

Wearing a casual gray shirt, black pants and a long jacket, his hands held his coffee cup and looked out.

"Apparently, he is a dynamic man." Magdalena thought.

- Is that him?

-Yes," Tancredi nodded.

"His friends must be traders or heads of some company? But I can see from his dress that this man is not." Magdalena thought in confusion. Suddenly Magdalena stopped.

Tancredi turned his head and looked at her coldly, "What happened?

Although she was startled by their glances, Magdalena opened her mouth, "What is your relationship with him?

-He's a schoolmate of mine," said Tancredi.

"Schoolmate?" murmured Magdalena, "Then his dress is normal."

As they approached, the man stood up and greeted them.

-Tancredi.

Until then Magdalena could relax.

"The way he greets my brother, he must really be a schoolmate of his." Magdalena thought.

And the two embraced each other warmly, and the man patted her shoulder, "Long time no see!

-Yes, I thought we wouldn't see each other again after graduation," Tancredi smiled.

Then the man looked at Magdalena: "Are you her sister?

He had often heard of her.

His looks were tender and warm like the sun, which infected her without her noticing.

He held out a hand to her: -Hello, I am Nicola Macchi, very pleased.

After a motionless remark, Maddalena greeted him: -Hello, I am Maddalena, nice to meet you.

Then they all sat down at the table.

When Magdalena ordered the menu, Tancredi cast a furtive glance at Nicholas, with whom he had made an appointment.

Nicholas was her schoolmate, but also a medical psychologist, something Magdalene did not know.

They arranged the appointment to get Magdalene back to normal, because she was not yet aware of her abnormal state.

Before long, other clients arrived on the second floor, including a man who recognized Nicholas.

He approached him with a smile, -Doctor Nicola, what a coincidence!

Nicola was taken aback by his unexpected greeting, barely answered, Magdalena looked at him with uncovered eyes and asked nervously, -Are you a doctor? What category?