Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 422

Serena wrapped the ruler around his waist. Hearing this question from him, the movement of her hand was followed by a pause.

She made a grimace in her mind,tightening the ruler more.

Hate?

What made her think she would hate him?

Did he deserve it?

-Mr. Cristian was joking. You are my client, how could I hate you?" Serena pretended not to understand, trying to get out of it with a casual remark.

However, Cristian's forehead wrinkled deeply.

-Is that so?

His voice was light, emotionless. -Then can you be a little nicer?"

Serena realized she had tightened her grip on the ruler much more. She strangled it around Cristian's waist. It almost deformed his waist.

-I'm sorry!

She withdrew her hand. A thin layer of cold sweat added to his pale forehead.

Serena lowered her eyes. She bit her lip in disgust: how could she lose her rhythm like that?

The air fell into an awkward silence as Serena wrote down the measurements. Then she picked up the tape measure and stepped back. She took the paper and wrote down all the measurements she had just taken. So she would not forget them later.

Cristian stood behind her, looking at her small squatting figure.

-If you don't hate me, why do you treat me like a stranger?

Serena's pen tilted slightly as she wrote. She did not respond. Instead, she took notes one stroke at a time. When she finished recording, she put the paper away.

Then she stood up to face Cristian.

-My work is done, Mr. Cristian. Thank you for your cooperation today. I have some things to do. So I'm leaving now.

Serena turned around. Ready to leave the place.

Serena's pulse was suddenly held by him.

What is he doing?

-Do you hate me that much? Don't you want to be with me even for a moment?

For some reason, Serena could feel a hint of self-deprecating pain in his words. Had she heard wrong?

How could it be!" Today is the end of the week-he really doesn't have anything else to do."

She tried to push her hand away a little.

But Cristian squeezed her wrist tighter. The force was too much. Serena frowned in pain. She turned away.

-If it wasn't a holiday. If you didn't have other things to do, would you be willing to stay with me a little longer?

Serena was speechless.

What on earth does he want to do? Of course he said he was married, but why was he acting so pathetic now?

Did he want to lure her into a trap? Did he want to hurt her once again by abandoning her as he had done before?

Serena's gaze became very, very cold when she thought about that possibility.

She wanted to pull her hand away, but Cristian continued to hold on to it. -Mr. Cristian I really have other things to do. Please let me go."

-No. For the first time, Cristian was like a petulant child. He looked at her with hurt eyes. -Do you want me to explain?

What? Serena stood in doubt for a moment: listen to his explanation?

Explain what? About what happened five years ago?

Her face turned white. After a moment Serena laughed awkwardly. -Mr. Cristian, I don't think ... you have anything to explain to me.

Don't you? Cristian let out a laugh. The smile was full of self-mockery. -You don't want to listen to my explanations, but what if I don't want to let you go?

Serena was without.