Virginity in second marriages by Angela novel Chapter 791

"Stay for dinner?"

Cristian wondered if it was that chatty Vittorio who was sending him gossipy messages. But at this point, he was drawn in by his own question.

"Do I have to stay ... for dinner?"

-Are you inviting me?" he asked with his black eyes staring at her.

Serena nodded, -Yes, there are vegetables in the fridge, I can cook.

-You can cook?

Apparently a little surprised, Cristian could not bear to ask.

But he soon realized he hadn't said that, and said, -No, who knows what the food you prepare will taste like.

Serena immediately lowered her face, like a dejected doe, -Although I am not a professional cook, but you haven't tasted it yet, how can you say it will taste bad?

She frowned. "Really, do you feel very disappointed? It's just a meal."

-If...you're worried, can I call Vittorio to come too?

Before she could finish the rest, Cristian coldly interrupted her, "Do you two get along?

-Serena blinked and shook her head unconsciously, "Not really, but are you two friends? I just want to...

-Don't call him," Cristian said directly.

-So, you mean you'll stay?

A little uncomfortable, Cristian half-closed his thin lips, and when he was thinking about how to reject her so as not to make her too sad, he saw her laugh: -Then sit here and wait for me, I'll make dinner.

After speaking, she ran in the direction of the kitchen, and her footsteps were as quick as if she were flying.

Looking at his footsteps and the figure, Cristian remembered what Vittorio had told him, and suddenly he felt--that he had been deceived.

The woman in front of him looked so energetic that she did not seem uncomfortable at all!

The accursed Vittorio, in order to deceive him, was really unscrupulous, making up any lie.

Cristian had no other remedy but to sit down on the sofa after looking around. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the suit in his hand again.

Then he naturally thought of the scene he had seen in the room.

The red underwear...

"stop."

Cristian controlled his thoughts in time and did not have to think about it again.

If he did, the pervert would not be her, but himself.

But the more he wanted to control some thoughts, the more they wanted to escape and occupy his thoughts and mind.

It was like what happened now-there was always the outline and shape of that underwear in Cristian's mind. The dress in his hand was like holding a hot potato.

So he threw it away.

He didn't want to hold it anymore so he wouldn't think about it all the time.

Serena was busy in the kitchen and even the corners of her lips were turned upward.

The message was sent by Vittorio. As for the content, it was of course about Cristian.

At first, she really thought Cristian was coming for her dress, but Vittorio said he had told Cristian that she had not been well, and then left. Vittorio then asked her if he had come to see her.

Reading this message, Serena felt as if her heart was surrounded by hot fire.

And, her heartbeat sped up a lot.

Perhaps, for Cristian these days, being arrogant was what he had been. He used to be like that, even though he was always a viper's tongue, solving everything behind her back and protecting her in front of others.