Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 1023

But I did not expect that after so many years it was still intact.

Suddenly, Serena's mood became a bit complicated.

In addition to the complexity, the corners of her lips curved slightly.

Five years earlier, after she had left, Cristian had not thrown away this small closet. That meant... at that time...?

Thinking about this, Serena reached out her hand, stroked the surface of the closet and then slowly opened it.

After opening it, Serena accidentally discovered that what was there overlapped with what was in her memory. The hand holding the closet door shook severely and she stood there stunned.

Not only did she keep the closet, but also what was in it.

The cleaners hired by Luca were all professionals. Luca only asked them to do the cleaning, but the original plants and trees, the bricks and tiles, which ranged from the sofa closet next to the bed to the potted carpet, had retained their original state.

There was a power rising in his heart, affecting Serena's heart.

After Cristian saw the small closet, his headache intensified. Standing near the door, he simply leaned against the door, and the scene in front of him slowly changed.

Before, in his view, there was only Serena crouching beside the closet.

Now, a figure appeared beside her.

The tall man was sitting in a wheelchair and the room was silent, he was sitting not far from the closet and his eyes never left the closet from start to finish.

If they didn't know, they didn't even know what he was looking at.

But at this moment, Cristian knew that it was the only thing he missed that he had left here in the room after his departure.

Since she had not gone back to pack, of course the things in the closet were not removed, and it turned out that it was Serena's things that were missing.

He would go to work and leave work day after day, looking at what she had left in the house and thinking about it as he searched for her news.

As soon as he entered the room, he would sit in his wheelchair and be stunned, and then he would think about their past together in his mind, and his heart would be filled with this woman's actions and laughter.

Later, it is not known after how long, he stopped entering this place, but nothing changed here.

These memories passed quickly through Cristian's mind, just like the fireworks that suddenly lit up on New Year's Eve and disappeared completely in an instant.

The headache was getting worse, Cristian's thin lips were tight and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Cold sweat was running down his forehead.

He settled deeply, and it took a lot of effort to get out of the memory, and his eyes suddenly cleared; there was no longer that scene.

In his sight, there was now only Serena, standing stunned in front of the closet, there was nothing else.

She seemed to have a special fondness for this cupboard, just like him.

Cristian saw her reach out and her white fingers gently touched the clothes. The pain in her brain was increasing, and she could no longer bear it; she almost groaned.

If he let her see how he was, she would worry about him.

Then Cristian turned and left without hesitation.

And Serena was immersed in her memories, and had not noticed that Cristian was gone. She stroked the garments one by one.

Suddenly, something hit her hand and arm, and Serena lowered her head, only to realize that it was her tear.

She stopped unconsciously, but did not dare raise her hand to wipe the tears from her face.

Unexpectedly, a closet had even made her cry, and if Cristian had seen it, he would surely have laughed at her.

No, he couldn't let her see it.

Serena did not speak, just stared at him and finally asked, -Should I be the one to ask you what's wrong?

As she listened, Cristian's thin lips curved slightly, -What's wrong?

Seeing him like this, Serena finally could not help but frown, bite her lower lip and look at him.

-Are you uncomfortable again?

Cristian, -No, I just came here to breathe and take a look at the landscape under the window.

He lied to her lightly, it seemed that the person who had gripped the window with pain at that moment was not him, that attitude made Serena angry, but at the same time she felt sorry for him.

She was angry because he was trying to hide it from her, not to let her know his pain.

She felt sorry for him, because he was already like that, but he still wanted to hide it, should he be afraid that she would worry?

The more she thought about it, the more Serena felt sorry for him, wanted to scold him and felt that he was already in so much pain. If she lost her temper, he should have comforted her.

He was already in so much pain and he should have comforted her, so how much pain would he feel?

Thinking about this, Serena could only smile slightly, pretending to believe it, and asked in a low voice: -What's so cute downstairs?

Did you look at the wardrobe I just showed you?

The wardrobe...

Speaking of the wardrobe, Cristian's brain began to throb again.

Serena noticed the corners of his eyes twitching, and realized that he couldn't mention the closet, so she quickly changed the subject, -By the way, I suddenly remembered that there is a garden behind, o.... Let's go for a walk, the air is very fresh.

Cristian's pale lips opened in a smile and he nodded softly, -All right.