Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 916: Prove it.

She did not often confront Angelo, because Cristian protected her perfectly.

Noticing this, Serena let out a smile and said lightly, "Nothing difficult, Cristian's survival is my greatest desire.

Thank you for seeing him again and for being lucky enough to join us, even if he will make me suffer more, I won't mind. Okay, I don't mind his grandfather either. On the contrary, I was very grateful to Angelo.

Serena looked at Angelo, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Anna said, "You win, such a stubborn old man, doesn't it really bother you? This is the first time we've met, I don't replace him easy to deal with.

Curiously, Anna asked, "But why don't you refuse him?

Serena lowered her gaze dejectedly.

-Because he saved Cristian.

At first Anna paid no attention to Serena. But as soon as she heard the answer, Anna immediately fell silent.

How many people were buried at sea when the plane crashed, not a single body part was found.

Everyone thought he was dead. But Cristian was alive, even though he had changed his last name.

How lucky he was to survive!

And the man who gave him a new life was Angelo.

What would have happened if Angelo had not saved him?

At the thought, Anna trembled with fear. She dared not imagine. She looked at Angelo, who was sitting on the sofa. Suddenly, the reason for complaining was removed. As Serena said, Angelo did not seem so upset.

After all, for Serena, the best hope in this desperate situation was Cristian.

He didn't even bother her; in fact, she thanked him very much.

-Understood, I'm sure I won't complain about him, don't worry! Serena," Anna said.

Serena gave him a look, with a smile of understanding.

For Serena, she would never want to be Angelo's enemy. Even if she did not like him herself, she would try to treat him gently, letting him accept her.

She would never hate him. She didn't care what others thought. Her mind would never change.

***

When they all sat down together for New Year's Eve dinner, Angelo stood staring at the scene in front of him.

How many years had passed...

He always ate alone, accompanied by the standing servants who were busy for him. There was never a close one sitting next to him.

Sometimes Angelo could talk to Domenico about what he had been thinking, but after all, Domenico had his own family, no reason to accompany him on important holidays. -Domenico, take the soup to warm you up.

Hearing her, Angelo woke up from the memory. He saw her passing hot soup to Domenico with a happy face. Domenico quickly stood up and took it with both hands: -Thank you, Miss Serena. Serena was a little embarrassed, -Domenico, please call me Serena.

She really felt very embarrassed when he called her Miss Serena as a major, especially in front of Angelo, whenever he called her Miss Serena, Angelo was reminded of reality. In fact, Angelo looked angry.

Whether it was for calling her Miss Serena or for missing the soup, he did not know.

Just as Angelo became unhappy, she presented him with a bowl of hot soup.

-Grandfather.

Angelo met Serena's smiling face.

-Why are you giving me soup? Don't!

Even saying this, Angelo did not refuse the soup, but shared it with Domenico's.

Realizing that there was more soup in his bowl, Angelo felt better.

Serena didn't care. She gave a smile and returned to her seat.

Beatrice, on the other hand, was not happy. She looked at his face and said angrily.

-Old man, if it bothers you, why don't you go back to your big house, and ask your servants for soup, stop turning your back here!

Faced with Beatrice's anger, Angelo instantly shut up, nor did he answer her.

Having said all he wanted, Beatrice took a sip of soup.

She was happy to see him frustrated.

Dinner was prepared by Beatrice, which helped a lot to keep warm in winter.

Serena purposely opened the windows for ventilation and safety.

The ingredients were ready for everyone to take what they wanted, and the meal had two flavors, spicy and seafood.

Seeing the sliced mushrooms and potatoes she longed for, Anna was very excited. She dipped them in the spicy part, where she dyed them red. They looked delicious.

They were very hot, but Anna was impatient, eating while blowing on the potato slices.

Angelo was speechless as he watched her eat regardless. Did he look like a girl?

Just as Angelo was ready to say something about Anna, his daughter Beatrice pulled out of the spicy part a pile of bacon and something on a stick she had prepared herself, and then blew on it as Anna did. Beatrice also felt the flavor was not enough, dipped them in the hot sauce and took a huge bite.

Angelo was speechless again.

He had not expected that his daughter, who had not seen him for so many years, had become like this.

Angelo was very disappointed. He cast a glance at Serena, who was quietly heating the veal on the seafood side with a public strainer, instead of sending it down like Anna and Beatrice.

Before long, the veal was ready. She put it on a white plate and stood up to serve it to Angelo with a sauce.

-Grandfather.

Angelo did not expect her to give him the sliced veal instead of taking care of herself.

Although he was very surprised, Angelo continued to look proud: "What is this heat? It's overcooked, how can I eat?

Serena looked at the beef.

It was not overcooked at all, its tenderness was exactly perfect, at the same time, if the meat yielded to the taste, it would be easy to catch it together with the parasites.

Thinking about it, Serena let slip a faint smile: -Grandpa, this is the first time I heat veal, less skillful, try, if not I will cook lamb for you.