Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 1240

"It was supposed to be a journey, how could they stay long?"

Gresta froze in place, first she had thought of calming Anna down then of thinking how to get with Matthew, but now they were really going home, how could it be?

She was a little anxious, but she couldn't help it.

After all, she didn't have much time left, she had to hurry.

"All right, if you come home, I'm from Italy too, we can add a Facebook, we'll keep in touch then."

Gresta pulled out his phone and signaled Anna to add Facebook.

However, Anna did not move, Gresta waited for a long time, feeling the atmosphere around him become awkward, while Matteo over there saw the scene here, he wanted to go to her, but after thinking about it, he somehow slowed down his steps.

His girlfriend, who was still too innocent, needed to see more of the badness of this society and argue for herself.

So he did not go and get involved.

"Sister Anna, what is your Facebook number, should I add you?"

"Absolutely not." Anna laughed indifferently and clapped her hands, "I'm not on Facebook, so I can't get in touch with you even if I want to."

Gresta did not react and reflexively asked, "You don't use it? But I saw you using Facebook the night I stayed over, you don't want to add me, you hate me ......"

Anna gave her a look, a rather serious expression on her face.

"If you know, then why are you asking me?"

Did she admit it?

The blood on Gresta's face poured out and she looked at Anna with an ugly impression, "Sister Anna, how can you do this? I really want to apologize to you, and you are not really married, and there is no curse."

Anna laughed coldly at his words, "Should I forgive you just because you sincerely want to apologize to me? The choice is mine, and it's up to me whether I forgive you or not. What about when I told you that we are not married? Do you have any proof? Did I send you a message or a voice saying that?"

Gresta was speechless with his dislike.

Before, he had only thought that this little girl was simple and good-hearted, and that it was easy to use her, but now he realized that this girl had simply not shown her claws before.

Because he had saved her, he had treated her as weak, so he had not turned his sharp claws on her.

But what to say now? Having realized his true purpose, Anna flashed those sharp claws, and his meaning was clear.

If you lust after my man again, my claws will not hesitate to rush forward and scratch your face to pieces!

Gresta's hand trembled slightly as she looked at the girl in front of her, unable to say anything in response.

Anna, however, was unconcerned about her emotions, her eyes looking out at the calm sea with a faint smile.

"You were beaten and I saved you out of instinct, but I, Anna, am not the type to let anyone mistreat me. If you want to come to this island and turn around for the remaining days of your fast, that's fine, but if you dare to be a demon again, I promise I won't care about the following.

You may be thinking, "It's my husband's business if you sleep with him, it's none of my business if he says yes or no, but you don't know that, do you? My husband is aloof by nature, let alone a woman like you, even if a fairy from the nine heavens came down to earth in front of him, he probably wouldn't make any trouble."

It was not that he was exaggerating, but he really knew Matthew too well.

The beach was not a comfortable place to run, as her feet sank into the sand with every step, so she was a little slow to bounce, and by the time she reached Matteo, a thin layer of sweat had formed on Anna's forehead.

She looked at Matteo and her tone was a bit sarcastic.

"Did you come earlier? You saw her, didn't you? Why didn't you come? I saw that she was dressed in a very bold outfit ...... maybe you ......"

Anna's voice weakened at the end as she spoke only about this.

"Maybe what?" Matthew was waiting for her to say something later, but the girl suddenly lost her voice, so he picked up the question.

Anna was a little stunned, what had she just babbled about? She knew what kind of person Matthew was, but she had said it on purpose to annoy him.

Thinking about it, she shook her head and whispered, "No, nothing ......."

"Nothing?" Matteo lowered his head and leaned toward her, the distance between them suddenly reduced, and the warm breath he exhaled washed over her entire face, lifting the soft bangs of her forehead.

"Nothing, or are you afraid to say it? Huh?"

The little girl blushed in front of Matthew and said with a pout, "Well, you know what I'm going to say, so stop asking me."

"What are you going to say? How should I know?"

Matteo was determined to tease her, ruffling her long hair as he spoke and wiping off her sweat as soon as his hand moved to her forehead.

"Don't pretend, I mean Gresta has a great body and dresses boldly, maybe he's just your type!"