Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 918: He is in the hospital.

Beatrice placed the bowl on the table very forcefully, answering him in a bad mood.

Regarding Cristian, Angelo could not calm down. Even venting his anger on his daughter, he could not bear the question.

-What happened? I came for him, tell me why he is not here.

The air froze, the desire for dinner was lost, and the room sank into silence except for the sound of simmering soup.

Anna watched the potatoes soften. Although she wanted to remove them from the hot soup, she dared not do so in this situation, she had to endure.

After a while Serena answered her.

-She is in the hospital.

Angelo suddenly stood up, his breathing became deeper: -Hospital? Why did he go to the hospital? What happened?

At first, Angelo thought Cristian was only out for a while, so he quietly stayed with them for dinner. When he found out that he was in the hospital, Angelo suddenly lost the desire to have dinner. -Domenico, stop eating, let's go to the hospital.

Beatrice stopped them at that moment.

-Stop meddling, you can't do anything, your grandson is fine in the hospital, he just fell because of the stimulated memory, he already rested in the hospital, do you still have doubts?

When informed of the stimulated memory, Angelo paused for a moment, his eyes became bright.

Did this mean that his grandson would restore his memory?

Suddenly, Angelo felt lost inside.

Cristian kept protesting to him when his memory was not restored. Would he not treat him more coldly once he was cured?

He was very puzzled about the cause of the memory stimulus: had he not been well before?

He, too, had no particular reaction to seeing Serena.

-Why are you acting this way? -Beatrice stood up, looking at him with her hands clasped in front of her chest. Are you afraid that I will abandon you once my memory is restored? As your daughter, I advise you if people remain stubborn, they will lose more. So many years have passed, if you still don't regret it, I really feel sorry for you.

The living room was silent.

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At the same time, the hospital came into view.

-Uncle Luca, if dad is still asleep, will we stay in the hospital all night?

Luca had an idea and looked at Manuel.

-Sir, are you tired? Should I call your mother to take you home?

At these questions, Manuel shook his head vigorously.

-No, I prefer to wait for Dad to wake up.

Then Manuel remembered something, said seriously with wide eyes, -Uncle Luca, could you stop calling me sir? Luca hesitated, -Why?

-I know Uncle Luca treats daddy very well, so you'd better call me by my name, call me Manuel.

How dare you call your boss's son by his first name only?

-Uncle Luca? I only have one request left, please.

At this face, look and tone of expectation, Luca found that he had no chance to refuse, so he nodded.

-OK," he said.

Manuel gave a big smile, showing his white teeth, -Uncle Luca, call me again.

Luca thought.

He was a mischievous little boy, he knew how to make things difficult for him.

But because he was a boy, it wasn't hard to call him Manuel.

-Manuel.

As he called, Manuel felt satisfied.

Suddenly, Luca seemed like the boy in front of him was more comfortable than Cristian. Although they looked identical, their characters were totally different.

As he was thinking, the boy sitting across from him suddenly asked.

-Uncle Luca, do you like Aunt Anna?

Hearing this, Luca almost choked on his own saliva. Then he looked at him surprised and shifty.

How could his thoughts be guessed by a child?

Especially early on? Did he show himself obviously?

Or to say: could Anna also sense him?

At the thought, Luca's face grew worse.

Unconsciously, Luca glanced sideways at the wound on her face. Before, he had hidden his love for Anna deep in his heart.

But now he had a very bad wound; he had already lost his qualification.

He saw Manuel, who was still looking at him for an answer, Luke could not help but float his head with his hands. But, when he was about to touch him, Luca stopped. After a while he retracted his hand and refused, smiling.

-What are you saying?

There was no qualification before, let alone now.

He no longer had the qualification to love that girl, nor to touch the little monkey in front of him.

Manuel saw everything Luca did. He saw him reach out his hand to the side of her head, but soon retracted it.

Manuel was not happy, -Uncle Luca, give me your hand.

Luca hesitated, -What? -then extended his hand. Manuel put his hand in a suitable position and then moved his head closer to his hand. Luca felt the small head floating in his palm, which felt a little cold to him.

Looking at it, Luca could speak of nothing else.

-Uncle Luca, want is power, nothing more. If you want to touch my head, why do you withdraw your hand? I didn't say not to touch me. Luca felt warm inside, not expecting Manuel's mind to be so mature as to guess what he was thinking.

"Wanting is power, that's all there is to it." Of course he told the truth that he loved Anna.

He dared not admit it, and even Anna did not know that he loved her.

It was because he thought too much, or the boy knew too much.

Impossible, he was only a boy of four or five, how could he know so much?

Luca gently touched the boy's head and shortly afterwards withdrew his hand.

-The adult world is very complicated, things are not so simple, it is very difficult to explain.

Manuel bowed his head, -Uncle Luca, look at my parents, they have complicated things, that's why they were separated for so many years.

Luca was silent.

It surprised him a little. Although he didn't feel like admitting it, it was the truth.