Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 983: Love asks for nothing.

-What are you talking about? -Beatrice glared at her. The old man gave it to you, so you can keep it safe. Don't even think about giving it away.

-But I...

-But what? Even if it really belonged to my sister, she is your mother-in-law. If she hadn't died, since Cristian was married and had children, she would have given you this diamond necklace as a housewarming gift," Beatrice said. She paused as if remembering something. She smiled slightly, "The old man is doing this for my sister, so. he recognizes you as his nephew's wife.

Otherwise he would not have given something so precious to Serena.

That blue diamond necklace he bought at auction at a very high price. Later, the old man found a skilled craftsman who created it and gave it a name.

The Heart of the Universe.

It was Angelo's affection for his wife.

In all the universe, she was the only one.

Beatrice had groaned at the majestic name when she had first heard it. She had thought it inapplicable. Such a beautiful necklace should not have had a science fiction name.

Until later... After his mother's death, Angelo had never again committed himself. Although thousands of women pursued him, he no longer looked at them.

In his heart, there was only ever that one woman.

Thinking about it, Beatrice snorted slyly. It had not been a bad intuition to choose that man for her mother, but Angelo had never learned how to be a good father.

Serena, too, was shocked after hearing Beatrice's words and could not recover for a long time.

Angelo had given her the necklace, did that mean he recognized her? When he had heard the news that she and Cristian were returning to the village, had he not only not been angry, but also given her this gif before leaving?

Proud indeed.

Serena smiled slightly and put the box away.

It seemed Manuel had not been here in vain for a while. He had said he was serious about saying good words for her, and he did that every day.

-Well, now that you know what it is, put it away. Now it's late. I'll go back to the hotel first.

Then he turned and walked out. He waved to the others, -No need to accompany me. I will go back by bus.

However, Domenico stopped her shortly after she left.

-Mrs. Beatrice, Mr. Angelo hopes that ... you can return with your luggage to the Calligaris family.

For so many years, Beatrice had never married anyone and had been alone, so she was still a member of the family and it was natural for her to return home.

Little did Beatrice know, she stood up, threw her bag aside and said coldly, -Why should I go back to live with the Calligaris family? Domenico, I respect you and show you courtesy when I talk to you. But with that, if he wants me to come home so badly, he should be the one to tell me himself, not you.

Domenico did not expect Beatrice to suddenly lose her temper. He reached out his hand, touched her nose and said with embarrassment, "Miss Beatrice, I too....

-Domenico, I know you feel sorry for him, but I too am a real person. There is something that is not so easy to overcome. All right, I'll go first. I'll go first.

After talking, Beatrice immediately left with her bag with elegant steps.

When she left, Domenico stood there and sighed hopelessly, shaking his head. Then he went on.

-Mr. Cristian, would you like to stay for the night?

-No,II Cristian shook his head weakly. We'll be back now. Finishing, he hugged Serena's waist, -Let's go get Manuel and then go home.

Manuel?

Domenico was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, the young gentleman asked me to tell you that he would stay here to accompany Mr. Angelo tonight. He will be back tomorrow.

Serena blinked, thinking how much the young boy, who had lived here recently, loved the place. But based on what Angelo had done, it had to be especially good for Manuel, so the little boy was willing to stay here.

He didn't say much and nodded his head.

As soon as they all left together, Manuel was standing on tiptoe on the third-floor window sill, watching the car take his parents away. Angelo could not help but sigh when he saw him. -Baby, come to my side.

At the sound of Angelo's voice, Manuel turned and ran to his side. Great-grandfather.

-Baby, you want to go back, don't you? But you stay here for my sake.

The hope in Manuel's eyes vanished just by looking at the car at that moment. She showed him an innocent expression, -Great-grandfather, what do you say? I am willing to stay. You treat me very well. Mother told me that you are very lonely, so I have to accompany you often.

Hearing this, Angelo's eyes watered for a moment.

-You have a mother, but-I don't want to force you. Then, if you want to come back, or if you don't want to be with me anymore, I won't force you.

He was her great-grandson, not her puppet.

In the past, he wanted to control Cristian and felt he could make better decisions for him. But, when he looked at a little boy like Manuel who knew how he felt and who also paid so much for his mother, he got an idea.

Love asks for nothing; it is selfless dedication. It is not selfish possession and control.

At first, his control over Beatrice came from the love of being a father. He had lost his wife and his daughter had no one to teach her. So he, the father, had felt able to decide what was best for her. She did not like it and resisted because she did not understand her father.

Nevertheless, he ignored the truest feelings in his daughter's heart.

The best, and what else Would that be?

For one, only what one desires in one's heart is the best.

So like giving gold and silver or treasures to the one who walks in the desert, would he need it?

No. What he would need is water.

At the time, Angelo did not know what his daughter wanted, so he simply filled her with the things he thought were good. Then he had backfired. Both daughters had left him.

After so many years, they did not want to go back.

Looking at Manuel, Angelo regretted not having him in the beginning.

-Really, you didn't force me, I'm willing to go with you.

"He lies." Angelo thought.

The little boy was really thoughtful.

-Do you think I'm so old that I can't see things clearly? Who wants to leave their parents in the world?

Besides, Manuel had been raised alone by his mother. He was even more inseparable from her.

-Well, go back to them when they come back. It will be fine if I stay here alone.