The suddenly louder voice startled Serena, who clutched the cloth and then walked slowly toward Cristian.
At a fairly far distance, Serena stopped.
She bit her lower lip and asked, "What is it?"
"Help me lie down." Cristian's sound was cold and his face was expressionless.
Serena let out a sigh of relief. Helping him lie down was easy. However, she was now carrying only a bath towel, which could fall off at any time if not held tightly. So Serena begged, "Can you let me change my clothes before help you? I had...forgotten to bring my clothes inside."
Cristian remained silent, staring at her.
Serena clutched the corner of the towel, and bit her lower lip, "One moment, one moment please."
He still said nothing, but Serena could not let her help him with only a towel on. Seeing he did not speak, she moved her steps slowly, observing his reactions. Since Cristian said nothing more, Serena suddenly turned toward the bed to get her clothes and ran to the bathroom.
Shortly after, she came back with a crooked night skirt hanging over her body. Serena walked toward him as she tidied the skirt. By the time she got in front of the man, it had already been put on properly.
The whole process took less than a minute.
Very fast.
But her hair was still messy.
Cristian squinted his eyes, looking at the woman. She showed up barefoot in a poor-quality blue pajama-skirt, and it was also discolored probably after wearing it for many years. It was still completely unsuitable with her rosy skin.
He really thought that this skirt did not fit her.
Cristian frowned and looked at her unhappily.
Serena noticed the look, and looked down at her skirt. She probably understood what Cristian was staring at. She was embarrassed. Her cheeks turned red, and she bit her lower lip, saying, "I'm ready to help you."
As she spoke, Serena pushed Cristian to the bed.
After Cristian climbed onto the bed, he looked at her disgruntledly and said, "Open the drawer of the nightstand."
"What?" Serena did not understand at first, but soon nodded. She bent down to open the nightstand as he asked, "Mr. Cristian, what do you want?"
She was now used to calling him that as she always did in the company.
The drawer were very tidy, with some books, papers, watches and other stuff inside.
"At the page 205 of the second book. Take out a card."
"Okay," said Serena.
Serena had no doubts, and carried out what he said. When she opened that page, she was slightly surprised that he had remembered it so clearly.
Cristian had to be an extremely precise person.
"I found it." Serena saw the card and handed it to Cristian.
Cristian did not take it instead and stared at her firmly.
"Mr. Cristian?"
"It's for you."
Hearing this, Serena was surprised, and looked at the card she had in her hand.
It was a debit card.
"For me?"
She thought he was looking a name card or something, but she did not expect it to be a debit card.
But why?
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...