Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 368

The room was silent, only the whistle of a fan hung from the ceiling.

The wind blew the broken hair across Cristian's forehead, he looked up, and his voice suddenly died.

"Nothing."

Maybe he was wrong.

Just a quick glance, and then there was no more shadow; perhaps he had indeed seen wrong.

Seeing the coldness in his eyes, Beatrice thought for a while about the words he had just said before asking him, "Is this the cause of your car accident?"

Cristian did not speak, obviously tacitly agreeing.

He actually only glanced at him at that moment, and then he saw that profile, which was very similar to the one in his memory, but quickly disappeared from his sight.

But he was stunned for a long time, as if his thoughts and sanity had been imprinted in his memory during that time, and when he came back to himself, the car had already crashed.

Thanks to his good driving skills, he did not hit another car.

But his car had also hit the guardrail, injuring himself.

But it was not serious.

After staying in the hospital for observation for a few days, he could be discharged after nothing had happened.

Beatrice sighed for a long time, "You still seem to remember her after so many years. But you haven't seen her for a long time, how could you see her again? I think...Are you hallucinating? "

Hallucinations?

Cristian smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, maybe."

Suddenly seeing that his grandson was in a bad mood, Beatrice did not know what to say to comfort him. Although his mood had never been better in the past five years, he still seemed trapped by love.

She could not continue to see him so depressed.

Thinking about this, Beatrice opened her mouth and said, "Well, you can't go on like this. After you leave the hospital this time, I will look for someone for you, and then you will go on a blind date. "

Hearing this, Cristian immediately frowned, "You, what are you talking about?"

"How, is it possible that you are really going to go it alone? I tell you, it doesn't matter if you want to go alone, but me? How many more years am I going to live? I'm afraid that when I go to look for your mother, she will blame me for not taking care of you. After all, you were entrusted to me by your mother! "

He mentioned it again, and Cristian became even sadder when he heard it, and did not respond with a cold expression.

Beatrice realized that what he was saying was too heavy, so she lowered her voice.

"Anyway, you are not well. Your current image is not the same as before when you were in the wheelchair. You won't have persecution mania anymore, don't you know?"

In the past, many women liked Cristian, but when they saw that he was in a wheelchair, they insulted him in various ways, but they also wanted the wealth of the Ferrari house, so they wanted to get involved with him for that reason.

However, many times, you could see people's body movements and eyes.

They hated him because he was crippled.

Also, it was said that he was inhuman with people and girls disliked him even more.

But at that different moment, Cristian stood up; he was no longer sitting in a wheelchair.

Good-looking, good family, good figure, and had a strong business sense.

Who wouldn't have liked a Ferrari like that?

After so many years, so many celebrities had come to the door, but Cristian had not even looked at them. Beatrice had always looked at him, but she knew what he was thinking and said nothing.

"I'll just tell you this, I don't care what you think. You have been repenting for the past few years, but I told you that even if you repented, it is useless. It was you who asked for the divorce, wasn't it? You are the one who prevented her from entering the Ferrari house, even if you really saw her, it's no good, understand? "

Cristian: "....."