Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 935

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye the afternoon arrived. Cristian, Luca and Manuel had still not returned, and Serena began to worry. She took out her cell phone and called Cristian to ask him where they had gone.

It didn't take long; the call was picked up.

A child's voice rang out on the other end.

-Mom.

It was Manuel, the sweet voice infected Serena, who could not contain her smile.

-Manuel.

-Mommy,‖ he called her again, then said, -Bad Mommy! You have my numbers, why don't you call me? You are unfair! You don't like me, you only like Daddy.

How can a mother not love her son?

Without remedy, Serena raised her hand and, pinching between her eyebrows, said softly, "Honey, how is it possible that Mommy is unfair?

To her, Cristian and Manuel were the most important men in her life, in no particular order.

Of course, if she had been pregnant with a boy, then there would have been one more of the most important men in her life. However, she would have liked to have a daughter.

If her wish came true, her life would be perfect.

A family of four.

How cozy!

-Mom you betray me, mom you say you are not disloyal, but mom you did not call me.

Manuel kept accusing her.

-Ok, don't get mad. Next time, I'll call you first, okay?

-No! Mom, you can only call me.

-Well, mom promises you that. -The mother always agreed with whatever the child asked for.

But this did not satisfy the child. He sat on Cristian's thigh and took his cell phone. Suddenly he raised his head and looked at his father.

A bad premonition immediately came over the man who was working, the sights collided when he lowered his head.

-Mom, who do you love more, me or Dad?

Cristian remained silent.

However, he became serious, even narrowed his sharp eyes as he looked at his son.

The boy was not afraid at all; he turned on the speakerphone so that they could clearly hear Serena's answer.

She immediately answered him, "Of course mother loves you more.

She didn't think twice about it. Manuel was an emotionally changeable child, so sometimes he cheated on her.

Besides, Cristian was his father, so he shouldn't have worried about what he said.

The father had to take parental responsibility.

-Mom, really?

-Yes.

She didn't know why, but at the end of the words, a chill ran down Serena's spine, and she involuntarily shook her shoulders.

"What's wrong?" she felt strange.

In the office of the head of the Calligaris Group.

When Cristian heard what Serena said, he became sullen, even his eyes fixed on Manuel became particularly sharp.

It was natural that Luca, next to him, noticed his obvious change: he had worked for him for many years, knew Cristian like his own palm.

However, he had not imagined that Mr. Cristian would be angry at his son's envy....

A miracle!

Luca bit his lip, but did not dare to say anything.

-Well, bye.

.

This time his smile disappeared completely.

The boy turned off the cell phone and handed it to Cristian: -Dad, I'll give it back to you.

But the man did not take it; his eyes were fixed on the boy's face. He was silent, and everyone else was silent.

A long time later, Manuel put the cell phone in his pocket, "Dad, did you hear? Mom said she loves me more.

It was natural that Cristian knew what she was thinking: he picked up the phone, turned on the speakerphone, asked her such a question, and ignored it.

This boy did everything with intention!

To make him angry?

Or to get revenge?

Since he had treated Serena badly, now the little guy wanted revenge for his mother?

There seemed to be only this one possibility.

Although he knew he had done something wrong to Serena, he also very much wanted to make up for it, but now his memory was failing, he could not remember anything that had happened.

"I need to get my memory back as soon as possible," he thought.

But now he still could not calm down.

"That woman said she loves Manuel more than me, well, that's okay. But she hasn't said a word to me, does she still remember who she wants to call?

" As he thought about it, he felt an oppressive weight on his heart, he could hardly breathe.

-Dad, are you okay?

The boy approached him and asked wryly.