Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 1283

Luca had a dinner date today, which happened to be at the same hotel as Samantha.

People in the stall were smoking and the smell of smoke was heavy, so Luca excused himself and went outside to get some fresh air.

The girl's voice was soulful, ethereal and energetic.

It was familiar and Luca turned the corner to see a tall, slender figure leaning against the window on the phone.

"What's the point of bringing him here? Who would want to come to a place like this, which looks peaceful on the surface but is actually a battlefield. Besides, he and I are not real, so it's not good for people to come with me to be squeezed."

"Isn't it? Heck, if my mother hadn't insisted that I come, I would have wanted to stay home and watch TV shows and sleep, and now the birthday party hasn't even officially started and I'm already super eager to sleep."

"Endure? This is a day to endure, it's just a head-spinning thing."

Her face was full of expressions of not wanting to stay here, and Luke, standing around the corner, could not help but frown at these words.

Battlefield?

Wasn't this his grandmother's birthday party?

Luca was a bit puzzled, but even more surprised that it was such a coincidence to meet her here.

Luca was considering whether to go out and say hello to Samantha when someone came out behind her.

"If you don't want to come so badly to your grandmother's birthday party, why do you have to pretend, come and run out here and call, Samantha, you're such a hypocrite."

The visitor was Margarita.

After being insulted by Samantha's words, she had nowhere to vent her anger, and since the birthday party had not yet started, she could not control her temper and wanted to get into trouble with Samantha.

He looked for her, only to find that she had run away.

Then, he heard Samantha's words about not wanting to stay here.

"Who is it?" Doria's side asked gossiping when she heard the sudden extra voice.

Samantha cast a glance at the visitor and a mocking smile curled her lips before she said, "Here come the hateful flies."

The adjective fly made Margarita pale, and she gritted her teeth as she stood in front of Samantha and questioned loudly.

"Samantha, what the hell do you mean? Have I offended you? And for making you take this meeting so personally?"

"Doria, I'll stop talking to you for now, I'll call you when the birthday party is over, bye."

With that, Samantha hung up the phone and then put it away, looking at Margarita with a slightly amused expression.

"Margarita, are you targeting me or am I targeting you?"

Margarita: "......"

"I ran out to call and you came out after me to scold me, who is taking it personally?" Samantha shook a strand of hair from her forehead to the nape of her neck with a disgusted expression, "Are you blaming others for getting in the way when you yourself are shady?"

"Don't be a hypocrite! If you hadn't said that about me before, would I have followed you out? It's obvious you said it about me first!"

"Are you sure Margarita, who saw me from a distance and came here to make all kinds of insinuations about me?"

"You!"

Samantha giggled with amusement at Margarita's look and elbowed her on the nose, "What, that makes you feel attacked? If you can't afford to play this game, then you should behave yourself and not always come to me, I'm not like the old days when I was a student anymore."

With that, Samantha withdrew her hand and the smile disappeared from her face as she entered.

Margarita stood there, her face blue and white with anger, but she couldn't help it.

When Samantha was gone, Margarita cursed under her breath, "Samantha, damn you, we'll see how you make a fool of yourself in front of your grandmother later!"

With that, she waved her hand and followed her inside.