Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 1322

He and Sabrina grew up together.

He knew Sabrina's mind so well that he would have been the best person in the world to know her apart from her parents.

Because Marcello is a good observer of human nature.

Sabrina was really the kind of person who was very good at hiding her emotions, and if we had not grown up together, Marcello might not have been able to guess what was going on in her mind.

"What do you mean by that?" Sabrina looked at him incredulously, a miserable smile gradually curling on her lips.

Marcello finally put a serious expression on his face and said solemnly, "You didn't just join the Giordano Group, you've been in it for a while, I'm sure you know by now that Matteo has a girlfriend."

"So what?" Sabrina asked rhetorically.

At her words, Marcello frowned, so what?

"You don't like her?"

"Yes, I won't pretend in front of you, I like him, but what does it matter if I like him and he has a girlfriend?"

Marcello: "......"

"Just because he has a girlfriend, I can't even ...... secretly like him?"

Sabrina covered her heart and said emphatically, word for word, "Matteo and I grew up together, I have loved him for as many years as I have known him, and even when I went abroad, my feelings for him never ceased. And now, just because he has a girl by his side, I have to cut off that love so sharply that I can't even be in his company?"

The questioning left Marcello speechless, but he quickly found a way to respond, taking a few steps forward, putting a big hand on Sabrina's shoulder and whispering, "Why are you doing this now that he has someone he likes?"

"I'm happy with myself." Sabrina avoided his touch and stepped back, looking at Marcello with cold eyes, "I like him, it's my business, it has nothing to do with anyone, even though we grew up together as children, you have no right to interfere with what I'm doing."

Marcello: "Even if he never gives you an answer, don't you care?"

"Yes!"

Marcello's thin lips twitched as if he wanted to say something else, Sabrina noticed and interrupted him directly, "Marcello, you don't have to talk to me anymore, things like relationships should be something that strangers can't interfere in, I think you know better than me. If someone told you to stop thinking about your late wife and asked you to marry someone else, would you agree?"

This was a statement that really spoke from his heart.

Because Marcello's late wife was his lifeblood, an existence that could not be defiled, and if someone told him to marry someone else, he would simply turn his back on them.

So at first he was persuaded, but then there was no more persuasion.

"Is there nothing more to say? All right, don't come back and talk to me about it in the future, and don't worry, I won't do anything about it."

There was a mocking smile on Sabrina's lips as she said these last words, and then she turned and left.

Marcello remained alone in his seat for a long moment, only to come to his senses and then sit up and helplessly pinch his forehead.

This Sabrina was more stubborn than he thought.

She had changed over the years, but the one thing that had remained the same was her stubbornness.

Will she do nothing?

Let's just hope she really won't do anything.