"What?" Cristian's eyes were as deep as see. When she spoke, the atmosphere became as cold as ice.
Serena stood there, holding the quilt in one hand and looking at him.
Those eyes as calm as a sea without waves. After a while, Serena let go and put the quilt back, and said to herself in a low voice, "It's nothing. As long as you're happy."
After speaking it, she turned and walked back to her bed.
She thought about it for a while, got up and went out again.
Cristian was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead suddenly swelled.
When Serena went to the maid to ask for a blanket, the maid she embarrassedly replied, "Forgive me, Mrs. Ferrari. It's not that we don't want to give it to you, but today's blankets have been washed and are wet now and we can't give it to you."
Serena frowned slightly and said, "No blanket left?"
The maid shook her head.
"Really?" Serena arched her eyebrows suspiciously.
The maid was so startled that she bowed her head, "I'm sorry. This is what Mr. Ferrari ordered. Please don't put us in trouble."
Serena had an expression that she knew it long before, and she shrugged, "Well, in that case, I won't force it."
After speaking this, she turned and left, and many of the maids began to whisper.
"What are the problems between Mr. Ferrari and Mrs. Ferrari? Didn't they get close again a few days ago? Why did they start sleeping apart again today? "
"Newly married couples are like that. They make so much noise." Said a younger maid.
"Really?" I think it's a big problem this time. Mr. Ferrari didn't give Mrs. Ferrari a quilt. Won't she be cold tonight?"
"Little girl, you really don't understand anything. You're still too young. Mr. Ferrari is forcing Mrs. Ferrari to take the initiative to sleep with him. Does Mr. Ferrari have his own quilt? "
"Ah okay, that's right...Mr. Ferrari...What a double-crosser! "
However, Serena did not hear a word they said. When she returned to the room, she saw Cristian staring at her coldly but not angry.
"Did you expect me to arrive with nothing?"
Cristian tightened his thin lips and said nothing.
"Mr. Ferrari, you just need to take this quilt back. Why don't you let them give me another one?"
He cast her a cold look, then huffed and looked away, ignoring her.
Serena could not help but be angry.
Everyone in that house had listened to Cristian's orders and they had not listened to her. Even if he wanted her to die, she would not have had the ability to object.
"Well, they're not going to give it to you anyway."
In the worst scenario, she would roll up the quilt that covered on the floor to cover herself and then go buy a new one the next day after working.
However, the new quilt would not cost much money. Serena could still afford to buy one and did not need to ask others for help.
The night was as cold as ice.
Days passed and it was already autumn.
Serena slept on the floor, folding the remaining part of the quilt in half to cover herself. She wore thicker pajamas so that she could fall asleep without feeling too cold.
It was just that the body cannot stretch.
At first Serena felt trapped, but after getting used to it for a while, she didn't feel so uncomfortable. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Very boring...she is actually just dragging and dragging..no one is so stupid as the female in this story...