Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 682

When Serena arrived, she did not see Cristian, so she could not help but ask doubtfully.

-Didn't you say he was waiting for me here? Why isn't he here?

The waitress standing in front of the dining table quickly explained, -Miss, Mr. Ferrari is out to take the call, please take a seat first."

Respectfully, she opened the chair for Serena. The panic in his eyes seemed to be due to fear of offending Serena. Serena had to curl her lips and smile at her, "Thank you," she said.

The maid was surprised and then a shy expression appeared on her pale face.

She had not really expected the lady to be nicer than she had imagined and to be super polite, so Mr. Ferrari was never wrong.

-Ma'am, let me pour you a glass of fruit and vegetable juice for your breakfast.

-Ok, thank you.

After pouring the fruit and vegetable juice, Serena took a sip. In fact, this kind of thing was not very delicious. Of course, it was different for those who liked this taste. Serena did not like this taste very much.

But, fortunately, she was not so fussy, even though she did not like the taste, she drank a small cup.

Only Cristian returned after calling and saw that Serena was already at the dining table. He was surprised for a moment, then walked over to her and sat down.

The other waitresses understood and left.

-It's not Sunday, do you still have to work?" asked Serena looking at the cell phone he was holding.

Cristian paused for a moment, his inky eyes avoided her direct gaze, his thin lips slightly half-mouthed, and then said, -It's not work.

It's not work?

Serena blinked, "Then who called you?

Thinking about the call a moment ago, Cristian's thin lips crinkled slightly, "Do you want to know?

Hearing this, Serena held out her hand, and the diamond ring was on her thin white finger: 'You proposed, even if you didn't show much sincerity, I can always know what I want to know.

Cristian leaned down and whispered in her ear. Serena immediately blushed, "What did you say?

-You don't want to?

Serena bit her lower lip and looked at Cristian in front of her.

-Are you really not joking?

As soon as this comment came out, Cristian, who initially had a small smile in his eyes, immediately regained his cold, serious look in a serious tone.

-Do I look like I'm joking?

Serena, -...doesn't look like it.

-Great.

Cristian wrinkled his nose and said softly, -Remember what you just said, okay?

Serena touched her nose that Cristian had pinched and blinked in embarrassment to tell Matteo what she had just said.

Matteo, her brother... Would she be kicked out of the Giordano family?

Well, that was a question worth pondering.

After breakfast, the two separated. Serena sat in the room in a daze. As she was thinking about how she should justify herself, Anna called out.

-Hello?

Serena answered the call, but Manuel's childish voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

-Mom.

-Manuel?" Serena was a little surprised when she heard Manuel's voice: - "You're up so early? Today is Sunday, don't you have to go to school?

Thinking about this, Serena could only whisper softly: -Ok, children don't have to worry about adult things. You don't understand these things yet because you are so small. When you grow up, I'll tell you again, okay?

Manuel huffed: -No, I'll figure it out on my own.

Serena didn't know what to do and wanted to touch Manuel's head so as not to make him too angry, but--now she could only hear his voice through her cell phone, so she could only speak softly.

-Manuel, why did you suddenly call me today? I'll pick you up, okay?

-Mom, no, my uncle called us to go home for lunch.

Uncle...

Matthew. Why had he suddenly asked her to go home with Manuel to eat?

Usually, when he wanted to meet her, he went straight home to find her. How could he...?

Thinking about this, Serena unconsciously looked at the diamond ring on her hand. Could Matthew have known? Had Anna told him?

No, Anna was not that kind of person.

Or else. Had Manuel told her by mistake?

Thinking about this, Serena coughed slightly, feeling ever so slightly guilty.

-Let's go home for lunch, but your uncle, did he say something to you? Or did you say something to your uncle?

-Well...‖ whispered Manuel, -Come and get me soon. Come and get me, I will tell you.

-Baby, when did you learn the bad things?

Well, Matteo would have known sooner or later anyway, and even if Matteo had not asked her to go for lunch, she would have gone too.

-Ok, then you'll wait for me at home and I'll pick you up later.