Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 922: Neither of them has a conscience.

-Let me down, bad daddy, let me down, I want to replace mommy.

In a silence, the naive child's voice dreamed clearly from the hall.

Everyone's faces changed.

Before long, the door was heard to close.

Serena stood for a while, then abruptly stood up toward the door. Beatrice and Anna also stood up. At the same time, Domenico and Angelo looked at each other, doubt in their eyes.

A good while later, Domenico said, "Maybe Mr. Cristian is coming.

Until then, Angelo got up on crutches.

Serena had not yet reached the door, she saw Cristian entering with Manuel, and also the cold air outside. He was a little pale from the cold, but his figure was still erect, as if he did not feel the cold at all. Most importantly, there was a bruise over his left eye.

Manuel was held by one hand, like a chick.

-Let me go, you are a bad father.

From the outside Manuel wanted to get down and walk himself, but no matter how hard he tried, Cristian would not let him go.

He only held him with one hand, but Manuel could not get free.

Finally, he gasped for breath.

Manuel felt very discouraged, he thought his father had great strength, so he had taken the opportunity that he did not have such strength because he was a child, not yet grown up.

-What are you doing...? -Serena hesitated without another word.

At that moment, Cristian should lie down in the hospital, how had he come so abruptly with Manuel?

Too much had happened that day.

Suddenly, Cristian broke the silence that had already taken several days, questioned Serena about who the child on her lap was, while she still had not prepared the explanation, Manuel had appeared at her house from afar. He had let Cristian lean over to punch him, which immediately sent him to the hospital. Then they returned home, where Angelo suddenly appeared.

And now Cristian was back with Manuel.

But what the hell! So much had happened, one after another. She felt that her psychological defenses were about to collapse.

Serena shook her head, reached out to shake her head.

She believed that everything that had happened that day was not true.

She felt a pain in her head.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist. Serena was stunned. When she raised her head, she saw Cristian approaching her side. He reached out with his free hand and pulled her under. Cristian's hand replaced hers to pause where she had just squeezed.

-Are you not all right?

Said Cristian, in a gruff voice.

The gruff voice and the coldness of his fingers brought Serena back to reality. She looked at the people in front of her with glazed eyes.

She finally realized that everything that had happened that night was true.

-Mom, are you all right? -Manuel resisted Cristian, and as soon as he heard Cristian, he stopped, his anxious eyes focused on Serena for information.

The father and son were caring for him so much. Serena felt taken aback, excitedly shaking her head, "I'm fine."

-Why are you here? Aren't you recovering in the hospital? said Beatrice, who approached with Anna.

Seeing Luca not far away, Anna screamed inwardly, ran toward him in small steps and then hid behind him.

Luca did not understand.

-Fantastic, I've been the only stranger here, now you come along, finally I have a companion," Anna explained. Luca was speechless.

When he had just seen her running toward him, a strange feeling assailed him. But when he heard her, all images shattered.

"I shouldn't have any expectations of her," Luca said secretly.

Beatrice's concern was clearly visible. When he saw her, Cristian had doubts about her identity. When he had seen her before, fragments flashed through his mind as well. Then she...

Beatrice noticed that he was looking at her.

Remembering the doctor's words, she asked him, "Have you regained your memory?

As he said this, everyone's eyes focused on Cristian.

The doctor had reported. Whether or not he could regain his memory would not be known until he woke up. They were not in the hospital, of course they did not know how Cristian was doing after he woke up. No one knew whether he had recovered or not.

Manuel had already appeared. The hidden secret was already revealed, the need to keep it was now lost.

Cristian frowned, his mouth tight.

-Daddy is very bad, he has no conscience, no memory.

Manuel looked disappointed, not avoiding reaching out to knead Cristian's distorting face.

Everyone was silent.

Although Cristian frowned, he looked helplessly under his eyes, as if closing his eyes to Manuel's kneading.

Angelo and Domenico came next.

When he heard Cristian, Angelo remembered Beatrice's words again. Although he did not want to admit it, Beatrice's words had really affected him.

He was no more than old bones, nor did he have much time left to live. Besides, there had been so many accidents during his life that he might die suddenly one day.

Would he even care about all the desires he had had up to that point?

Angelo even thought that if Cristian remembered everything that had happened, he would let him do whatever he wanted. He only recognized him as a grandfather.

Of course, these were the thoughts that Angelo had just had, no one knew.

As he approached, Angelo immediately saw a little boy on Cristian's arm, he looked to be about 4 or 5 years old. Angelo was surprised, he unconsciously looked up at Domenico.

Domenico also saw the child.

Because Manuel was kneading Cristian's face, only the back of his head was visible. Manuel's face could not be seen.

But an idea had quickly formed in Angelo's mind.

He looked at the back of the boy's head and also at Cristian's deformed face, which was not angry; in fact, it only showed helplessness.

Was it him...

Was he Cristian's son?

No, how was it possible? So he had inquired. Although the two of them had been together for a long time, they were not very good together, they had often been separated and reunited, mainly because they had no children.

So he separated them directly with cruelty.

But now, who was this child who appeared out of nowhere?

As she kneaded his face, Manuel felt a look fall on his back, so he stopped and slowly turned his head.