Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 937: The scar was a symbol of a man.

Had she been mistaken?

Silvia's face was full of disbelief.

That boy looked so much like her boss!

No, if she looked closely, she could discover many differences. Although they had similar features, the expression in their eyes and temperament were completely different. Was he the chief's twin?

This was the first hypothesis that flashed through Silvia's mind, but she immediately refuted it. According to the chief's age, it was impossible for him to have a younger brother so young.

So it was his son?

All the employees believed that he was a bachelor without imagining that he already had a son.

Silvia suddenly remembered Serena.

That girl liked the boss, didn't she, and was often together with him, did she know?

-Silvia, I will have a few days off, please pay more attention to the company.

She didn't wake up from her meditation until Cristian told her. She nodded to him, but her eyes involuntarily fell on the boy.

Unable to control her curiosity, she asked, "Chief, this boy?

Before Cristian could answer, Manuel replied in English, "Hello, Auntie. I'm Manuel, my father's son.

Silvia was amazed, looking at the handsome boy who spoke fluent English.

"What a surprise! This child is so young, he is Italian, but he speaks English well," she thought.

Seeming to understand her doubt, she explained in a low voice, "My mother has already lived in Country C, that's why I can speak English.

So that was it.

Cristian and Luca also felt strange when they heard him speak English, now he understood.

Country C?

Cristian squinted his eyes, where? He still couldn't remember anything.

Looking at the lovely boy, she gave Cristian a complex look, she remembered back to Serena.

"Should I ask the boss? This is unfair to Serena, but in front of the child, how should I ask?" she hesitated a lot.

Before considering well, Manuel told her, -Aunt, we go home, see you.

Silvia woke up from her hesitation, smiled: -See you.

Cristian nodded to her, then walked out with the child to access the space.

Watching them leave, Silvia could not help but take another look at the boy.

A cute and polite child!

"Such a child, how is his mother?" Silvia mourned Serena very much, however, everyone would have their own luck, one could not ask compulsorily.

So she gave up the thought, turned around and went to follow the work.

Cristian took the boy to lunch, and while waiting for the meal, Manuel suddenly told him that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

Luca immediately got up, "Let's go together, I want to go too.

Without thinking twice, he nodded his head and let Luca take his hand.

Watching them leave, Cristian's eyes suddenly fell on Luca.

When the two had met, he had told him that he was his assistant. According to this, he knew him well and had a deep friendship with him.

If his conjecture was true, he deserved his trust.

-Luca Russo... Luca Russo...

Cristian mentally went over the name again, carefully recalling his face. Bits of memory about Luca quickly flashed through his head.

But he was confused, unable to grasp any details.

He did his best to remember him clearly.

As soon as Luca and the boy returned from the bathroom, he found that Cristian looked pale.

What had happened?

During the time they were out, had something happened to him?

But the boy was here too, he was afraid, Luca did not dare to ask him directly.

He tried him very carefully, -Mr. Cristian?

At the sound of his voice, Cristian remained in suspense, then raised his head to look at him.

Their gazes collided. Luca saw that he had a bad expression, which was even worse than he had imagined. He was immediately nervous, and his eyes were filled with concern.

-Are there many people in the service? -Christian asked.

-No.

-Ok," the man got up slowly and headed outside.

The boy did not see his father's face, so he did not notice his condition. After Cristian left, he clearly saw Luca's worried expression and asked him curiously, "Luca? My father only goes to the bathroom, why are you so worried?

-Huh? I'm not...

As he said that, he flashed a reluctant smile.

-Don't smile, very ugly!

He had a scar on his face, which made him look more cruel. How horrible his elongated smile looked!

If Manuel had not been worried that it would hurt his self-love, he would have complained loudly.

At the sound of it, the smile vanished immediately. He involuntarily stroked the scar: "I'm sorry, if the scar scares you?

-It's not because of the scar, it's because your smile is careless, II he shook his head and the boy smiled, -and Luca, you know, your scar is not ugly, it doesn't scare me.

-It's not ugly? How is that possible? -he teased himself.

On the surface, the scar was on his face, but in reality, it had carved itself deeply into his heart.

-It's not really ugly, don't you know prayer? -As if she sensed his sadness, she wanted to comfort him.

The man sighed, lowered his head to look at him, -What?

-The scar was the man's symbol.

He was amazed because he never imagined that a child would say this sentence to him.

-Although you have the scar on your face, it is also a symbol: you are handsome! You don't have to worry about that.

Luca had been silent for a long time.

One moment he felt that this boy was terrible, that he treated his father unkindly, but now, he completely changed his mind. She didn't care if she said it sincerely or just to comfort him, the words really touched her heart.