Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 1126

When he got to the point, Mario felt that he would no longer need to talk. He was too old to talk about things between men and women anyway. The gentleman would have to deal with it himself.

After confirming that Anna had gone upstairs, Matthew asked Mario to drive.

Anna drove home barefoot and desperate.

When she had gotten into the car, she had taken off her shoes, so she had not even brought them with her when she was, walking barefoot to the door. She checked her fingerprints. She entered the house.

She had just entered the house. As she closed the door, she turned and saw Amelia standing not far from her.

He wrapped his hands in front of her, looking at her with a sinister smile.

-And are you finally willing to come back in? And are you wearing such a beautiful dress? The one he brought you is...?

-Don't ask anything! Don't say anything! Nothing has happened!

At the mention of this, Anna enthusiastically blocked Amelia's words.

The mother finally noticed that her daughter's face was a little pale and her eyes were red as she spoke.

She was stunned and stepped forward quickly.

-What happened to you?

When I 'saw her go out in the afternoon, she was obviously happy. Why was she like that when she came back?

Amelia was not sure what had happened to her, but she saw that her daughter's eyes were red. As a mother, she worried too much and could only keep asking, "Did something happen? Who did you go out with? Did the boy who brought you home mistreat you?

It would have been better if Amelia had not asked. Anna had managed to hold her emotions the whole time and had even returned to her room without expression. She wanted to take a shower and go to bed mechanically.

Little did she know that as soon as her loved ones became worried, the thread of her heart could not be kept completely.

She opened her lips slightly and wanted to say something to her mother, but the tears had fallen before the words could come out. Then they hit the floor like beans without stopping.

Amelia hurried to wipe them away for her.

-Don't cry. Tell me, what happened to you?

-... -Anna was about to speak, but could not get a word out.

She leaned her body forward in Amelia's arms. Her mother opened her arms to take her in, and her shoulders quickly became wet. She would have liked to ask for more, but when she looked at her daughter, who could not have continued even if she had wanted to, she patted her back gently and hopelessly.

-Anna, honey. Let's stop talking. Don't cry. Darling.

Her father, Giancarlo, was asleep in the room. When he heard movement outside, he pushed open the door to take a look. Seeing his daughter crying so loudly, he wanted to go inside.

Consequently, Amelia signaled for him to stay where he was. Later, she ordered him to return to the room, not to leave without permission. Giancarlo had no other choice and returned.

Anna did not know how long she had been crying. In any case, her mother took her back to the room. Then she no longer had the strength to take a shower, so she lay down on the bed in that little white dress.

-Tired? How about going to bed first and taking a bath when you wake up?

Anna nodded her head, her eyes a little swollen from crying, and looked pitiful lying there.

Amelia felt inexplicably sad. She took a damp towel to wipe her face. Then she touched his forehead and said softly, "Sleep well. Mother is here to protect you.

Anna closed her eyes, but continued to hold Amelia's hand. Perhaps she was tired from crying. Soon she fell asleep.