Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 883

The words struck Magdalene like lightning, and the glimmer of hope was still there, but now Pandora's box was closed. Her face turned pale and her body fell backward uncontrollably.

What had this woman just said, that everyone knew the bad things she had done?

And had she informed Magdalene's family?

Magdalene felt her body lose strength and her blood run cold from head to toe, as if she had been thrown into a river of ice in winter. She looked at Angelo-after all, Angelo was her last hope, would Angelo still have helped her if he had known what she had done?

But when Angelo saw Beatrice leave, he became anxious and ran after Beatrice, who has returned only once in many years, and there is no longer any place in Angelo's heart for Magdalene.

Magdalene watched Angelo leave and felt she had lost her last hope. Like a deflated ball, she lost all strength. After a while, Magdalene looked at Domenico, who was standing next to her, and asked.

-Mr. Domenico, who was that woman just now? Why did Grandpa Angelo get excited when he saw her? Is she a prostitute? Or was she Grandpa Angelo's mistress?

-There was something of exasperation and resignation in Magdalena's tone.

Even though Magdalena knew these questions were bad, she could not help herself.

Only after saying all these questions in one breath did Magdalena realize what she had just said.

But the woman was well-dressed and treated Angelo badly, and Angelo chased her out of the room, so this woman could only be Angelo's mistress, and Magdalene was only telling the truth about her suspicions.

Domenico did not know what to answer after hearing these words, and then he asked:

-Why do you have such a bad heart before a noble woman?

After saying this, Domenico seemed to remember something and it occurred to him:

-I think if you had a good heart you would not have done such a thing to Mr. Cristian last night.

Magdalene was nervous and frightened when she heard him tell the truth about what had happened:

-Domenico, you...

Domenico looked at her with a haughty smile: -Miss Magdalena, that lady is the youngest daughter of our master, who left home many years ago, a millennial lady of our Calligaris family, and you are her subordinate. But what you just said...

Miss Magdalena, even though I am only the housekeeper of the Calligaris family, you are behaving terribly.

-What did you say? Is that Angelo's youngest daughter who left home? -So the woman was Cristian's aunt?

If there had been a sliver of luck left in Magdalene before, now that luck was gone.

For that arrogant woman was actually the youngest daughter of the Calligaris family.

-This is Miss Magdalena's room.

-Thank you, Mr. Domenico, it has been a difficult day for you. This time it was my sister who made a mistake, I will take her back and teach her well, and I will not let her make those mistakes again.

When she realizes her mistake, I will bring her back to apologize to you.

Domenico nodded, then Tancredi knocked on the bedroom door.

Magdalene heard a knock at the door, but did not dare answer it; she hid under the covers.

She had indeed heard Tancredi's conversation with Domenico, but she was too frightened to think that Beatrice had told her family. Now she did not know how she would face her family when she returned.

Tancredi pushed open the bedroom door and looked at Magdalene, who was hiding under the covers:

-Get up, let's go home.

Magdalene did not move, as if she had not heard him, and after standing for a while longer and seeing no response from the bed, Tancredi went over and lifted the sheets, only to see his sister crying, her eyes red and swollen from so many tears.

Had it been normal, Tancredi would have been distressed to see Magdalene crying so much, but today he was indifferent and reached out to take Magdalene's arm:

-Get up.