Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 881: Beatrice Calligaris

But in the end Angelo did not stop Cristian.

So Cristian quickly disappeared from his sight. Angelo was very angry, his chest was rising and falling, it looked as if his illness was about to attack. Dominic reached out his hand and patted his master on the back, suggesting:

-Don't be angry, sir, why are you looking for trouble?

-Domenico, do you think Cristian is in a period of rebellion? He rebelled like this because of a woman, what is the charm of this woman called Serena that made him like this?

Domenico was a little afraid to tell him the truth, but he asked anyway: -Do you want to know what I think?

-Tell me.

-In my opinion, Mr. Cristian is an adult and has his own opinion about things. Cristian rebelled against you, and not because he was in full rebellion, but because you stopped him from doing what he wanted to do.

Angelo heard these words and did not know what to say.

-The most important thing is that you did not educate him when he was a child, which greatly diminished his respect for you. And it is true that you made a mistake in this matter. -What do you mean?

-Angelo looked at Domenico angrily: -How dare you say I have done wrong, Domenico, do you think that because you are my trusted employee you speak to me with such impunity? Domenico shook his head: -I'm just telling the truth.

But it was good to see that Angelo had no intention of holding Domenico responsible for his mistake: -This time you will get off the hook. I'm going to check on Magdalena, I want to know exactly why she made this mistake.

***

Bedroom.

Magdalena was lying on the bed, her eyes still red and swollen. They hurt now because she had cried so much earlier.

She waited for Angelo and the doctor to leave before wiping away her tears and closing her eyes to rest. Her mind went back to the scene where she had ordered the maid to drug Cristian.

And Cristian had seen it all. If Cristian cared about the scandal, he wouldn't tell anyone. But what if he didn't care at all? At the thought, Magdalene's eyes widened nervously, her expression a little frightened.

But she soon recomposed herself, because even though Cristian had revealed the incident, he had no proof that Magdalene had drugged her.

The maid had taken money from Magdalena, and Magdalena had already had it taken away, so as long as Magdalena didn't admit it, she could shrug it off.

Until they had key evidence, mere suspicion could not inflict substantial punishment.

With this in mind, Magdalene closed her eyes peacefully and fell asleep.

But she did not sleep long before she heard a knock at the door. At first Magdalene thought she heard wrong, but then the knocking became clearer and Magdalene awoke from sleep and immediately asked, Who is it?

The knocking ceased and Magdalena heard Angelo's voice.

-Maddalena, it's me, Grandpa Angelo.

-Come in, Grandpa," Magdalena hastened to say.

When the door opened, Angelo entered on his crutches, and it seemed to Magdalena that Angelo was in a different mood than when he had left.

What was going on?

-Grandfather? -Maddalena called out in confusion.

Angelo nodded, and although he tried hard to hide it, his attitude toward Magdalena soured at the thought that his favorite girl was really drugging Cristian and doing something so morally corrupt. But it was, after all, a relationship between two families, so he said:

-You don't have to worry about the wound on your forehead; since it was Cristian who caused it, the Calligaris family will take responsibility for it. When your wound is healed, I will have the scar removed by the best hospital in the country and you will be beautiful again.

Magdalene thought it was strange because Angelo had only told her about it once, so why was he telling her again now?

Had Angelo found out the truth about what had happened?

Magdalena was afraid that if Angelo decided to believe the truth, there would be no one to help her in the future.

So Magdalena asked nervously:

-Grandfather, what did Cristian say?

He's probably very angry with me, and he definitely doesn't want to be with me now that I've hurt my face.

Angelo looked at Magdalena and went back to thinking about the bad things he had done and said nothing. Magdalene saw Angelo's lack of reaction and suddenly cried out:

-I have lost the meaning of life, oh no.....

Seeing Magdalene's tears softened Angelo's heart again, because he had seen Magdalene grow from a child to a beautiful young woman, and he loved Magdalene and sincerely wanted her to marry Cristian. Before he had no chance, but now things were different. That is why Angelo wanted to fight for her, but he did not expect all this to happen.

-Maddalena, don't be sad, what I promised you will not change. Don't worry, Cristian's wife will be you.

Magdalena nodded reassuringly at his promise. She was about to speak when suddenly she heard a woman's voice.

-Old man, you treat other people's daughters very well.

It was a clean, but somewhat arrogant voice, and Magdalena and Angelo simultaneously froze and looked toward the door to replace a tall woman in a red trench coat standing in the doorway with a smirk on her face and contempt in her eyes.

Because she had come to visit Angelo, Beatrice had put on a red dress and crimson lipstick.

She had tied up her long hair and put on high heels, which made her look strong.

She knew what she would do on this trip, so she had prepared herself in her attire.

Now Beatrice was standing in the doorway, looking around the room at the two dumbfounded people, and she knew she had succeeded. So she smiled and entered the room, the sound of her heels against the floor making a rhythmic sound as if to stomp on Angelo's heart.

Angelo's eyes were glued to Beatrice, not daring to turn away for a minute. His hands trembled a little, he thought he was looking wrong, but the sound was familiar.

Beatrice, his daughter...

After all these years, Beatrice never saw him, never came home, never sent a gift at Christmas. Angelo thought he would never see his daughter again in his life.

But now...

Beatrice felt Angelo's gaze, but ignored it as he walked over to Magdalene and scolded her:

-If you think there is no point in living, then go to hell, why are you putting on a show here?