Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 962: It's just a coincidence.

Because Matteo had asked her to wait here, Anna did not take a step until he returned.

The wound was still bleeding, but her heart was already covered with sweetness, and she had even begun to associate images of her future with Matthew. "If this method can work well, hahaha." Anna smiled inwardly.

Hearing footsteps at the door, Anna hurriedly brought her face back to normal and looked at her wound. It did not appear to be bleeding.

She hurried to reach out her hand and vigorously rub the wound.

Sure enough, red blood was gushing out again.

She thought, "I can't be hurt at all, I must take advantage of this opportunity."

When Matthew entered, Anna was already posed, looking at her wound with a frown.

Matthew approached her, saw the blood coming out of her wound again and frowned, -What's wrong?

Anna shook her head resignedly, I don't know....

Her voice was weak, like that of a poor bunny.

Matthew was speechless.

Although he did not know what had happened, Matteo had no doubts and wiped the blood off his hands, then disinfected it with a cotton swab and wrapped a band-aid around it.

During this time, Anna kept watching Matteo, who was carefully dressing her wound. When Matthew had finished, she looked up and asked.

-Doesn't it hurt?

Anna took a second and nodded, -Yes.

But she had clearly acted as if it didn't hurt, so it seemed hypocritical to say that it did now. Anna could only add, "Actually, it doesn't hurt.

"How can such a big wound not hurt?"

Matthew thought and looked at her. He looked away and bit his lip without saying anything.

Anna stared at the treated wound, her heart full of sweetness, "Thank you.

Matteo said indifferently, "It's just a coincidence. Since I'm here, of course I had to help you.

Anna didn't care what he was thinking. She had found a way to try anyway. It was a trick that would probably work a hundred times, and she felt very confident about the future. -Don't do any of these jobs, and keep your hands out of the water for a while.

Anna nodded obediently, -Good.

With that, Matthew turned and prepared to leave.

Looking over his shoulder, Anna could not resist calling out to him, -Wait a moment.

Matthew stood up, -What else?

Anna bit her red lip and hesitated for a moment before speaking: -The other night, did you...?

-No.

-I didn't even finish the word, so why do you deny it?

It seemed that this answer served to mask the truths. Could it have been that what had happened last night was not a dream but a real event?

However, Matthew's next words greatly disappointed Anna.

-I know what you want to ask, but whatever you say, the answer is no. It won't be, it can't be.

Anna said nothing.

-Things have already been made clear to you. Stop clinging to unrealistic ideas and turn your attention to other people.

-You don't care. You can hate me, but you don't have the right to control who I like, do you? If you say no, then no, I have already made my decision.

Decision?

Hearing that word, Matteo subconsciously wanted to ask what the decision was.

But when he tried to speak, it seemed inappropriate for him to ask that question at that moment. So he tapped

-Whatever.

He said those two words and left.

Anna did not bother. And when he was gone, she looked at the patch on his finger, still feeling happy. Thinking about it, she followed him out of the kitchen and then went to her room to get her phone. When Anna entered, Serena was talking to Manuel.

When she saw Anna enter, Manuel called her politely, "Aunt Anna.

-Well, Manuel, you're back.

-Yes, II Manuel tilted his head to one side. Aunt Anna, I heard from Grandma Beatrice that you had a fever, are you feeling better?

-I feel fine.

Did she have a fever? Why didn't she know that herself? So Luca was really taking her temperature?

So she had been mistaken?

Well, it had happened anyway.

Anna had no time to worry Manuel and Serena. She hurried to crouch by the bedside table, taking out her own phone and pointing her fingers to take a picture.

-What's wrong with your hand? Serena noticed at that moment that there was a patch on his hand, with a vague hint of red blood, and immediately asked him with a frown.

-It's nothing, just a small wound.

-And you're happy to be hurt?

She didn't look normal at all.

Anna was posing with that hemostatic band-aid, especially happy, as if she had won a treasure.

Manuel blinked and suddenly asked.

Aunt Anna, did my uncle put this band-aid on you?

Hearing the question, Serena's eyes narrowed abruptly, watching Anna treat her finger and the patch like a treasure, she suddenly thought Manuel might be right. Unexpectedly, a child had noticed it right away and was really more perceptive than she was.

Anna took several pictures before putting down her phone and looking at Manuel.

-Don't be smart. It's not good to know too much.

-Well. -Manuel nodded.

It seemed Manuel was right about the patch....

-Haha, Serena, I'm closer to my goal. Just now your brother came into the kitchen to get some water and it turned out I cut my finger and then ... -She said mostly shyly, but with a sweet, happy look and expression.

He was helping her put on a band-aid and her hand hurt, but she was happy like that.

So easy.

Looking at Anna, Serena was not happy at all and could not force herself to laugh.

-Serena, I know the right way to woo your brother.

At that moment, Serena froze, and along with the wound on her finger, she couldn't help but think of something.

-You're not trying to...

-Just what you're thinking.

-Are you crazy? -Serena frowned, looking at her with a sorry expression, and whispered, -This is too much, too extreme.

-Well, I'm not as extreme as you think, I'll be very, very careful, and what happened today was just an accident, but it taught me what to do and what not to do.

Having said that, Anna turned to Manuel, very confidently.

-Manuel, wait until I am your royal aunt!

Manuel arched his neck and thought.

"Aunt Anna was so confident that I wanted to belittle her."