Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 1577 School Violence

Nonsense?

There is a lot of nonsense that comes out that is actually true.

People can talk nonsense, but if they have never thought about it, how can they say it at the time?

Only those who do not go over the top are the most truthful.

"Brother, may I apologize to you and promise not to say such things again, no, I never said that

yesterday."

Manuel, however, looked at him quietly, his thin lips closed.

Pacino did not know what else to say, after all, he regretted what he had said yesterday, really

regretted it.

After all, if the relationship had been pure, it would have been tainted by what he had said. So Pacino

hated biting his tongue at that moment, how could he say something so outrageous.

"Brother, I ......"

Manuel, however, said nothing more and silently stood up and headed outside.

Pacino sighed and wanted to beat himself to death.

Livia was having a miserable day.

It was early in the morning when she was on her way to the library, but Michela and Genara stopped

her on the road with their men.

It was still early and the road was already relatively empty.

The men Michela was leading immediately blocked Livia's path.

"What do you want?" Livia asked, clutching the book in her hand and pretending to be calm.

Michela stepped forward with her hand in front of her heart and sneered, "Before you ask someone

what they want, you have to think about what you did or said, right?"

Livia: "?"

"What do you mean by that? What did I say?"

Michela stepped forward impatiently and put her hand directly under Livia's chin, warning her in a low

voice, "Livia, why are you pretending with me? Are you afraid to admit it now that you have no choice?

When you talk nonsense in front of Angelica, why don't you think if you will be here today?"

Angelica?

"What does it have to do with Angelica again?"

She had been studying a lot lately. If she is not in the library, then she is on her way to the library.

She hadn't had much to do with Angelica, even at the barbecue she hadn't been to.

"What do you think?" Michela leaned down and narrowed her eyes dangerously, "I've warned you

before to stay out of my way or I'll make sure you don't know how to die, but you ......"

She stroked Livia's pale cheek and sneered, "But why can't you learn to behave? You have to be such

a bitch with your mouth, you have to say something in front of Angelica. You're planning to get rid of the

two of us to please her brother, aren't you?" Is that your plan?

At those words, Livia blushed, "What are you babbling about?"

"Don't think I don't see the bad thoughts in your heart, it's obvious that you have that heart, yet you

pretend you don't, wrapping yourself up like a simple, flawless white lotus. I have seen the likes of you

too often."

After saying this Michela pushed her body heavily on the floor, Genara said impatiently from beside her,

"We have not taught her enough. Why is there so much idle talk?"

Genara was still angry about last night's incident, so she was especially irritated and found Livia

increasingly annoying.

"I told you to talk nonsense, I told you to talk nonsense."

Livia was kicked twice and was in so much pain that she just wanted to fight back, pulled Genara's legs

and Genara did not expect it and fell to the ground.

After that she screamed ghostly.

"You are all dead men, you were called here to clean her up, what are you going to do? Kill her!"

After Genara gave the order, everyone gathered and punched and kicked Livia.

Livia, alone, could not beat them, and at first she struggled, but when she was in pain, she had no

strength and could only reach out and hold her head, curling up.

Countless punches and kicks landed on his body like rain, piercing his heart.

When Genara was finished, she stood up and kicked Livia in the stomach, "Next time you talk

nonsense in front of Angelica, I will rip your mouth out."

Livia's voice was weak: "What the hell do you mean ......?"

"What do I mean?" Michela sneered, "If it wasn't for Angelica saying that you told her, we wouldn't have

known, Livia, we like Angelica's brother, but it's not your turn to talk about it, do you understand?"

"By the way, if you dare say anything about today, watch out for that mom of yours in the textile

factory."

"Go!"

When the people had left, Livia lay dying on the grass, surrounded by scattered books, already dirty

and in disarray because of those who had stepped on them.

The clothes on her body were also somewhat torn, and her body was so sore that she could barely

move; the men were so experienced that they did not pick on her face, but specifically on the areas

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There was also her stomach, which had been kicked several times by Genara and now hurt like hell.

Livia was desperate, had Angelica really told Michela and the girls that she had said those things, or

had Michela made them up?

But why would they make it up? Michela had always been bossy and had wanted to get into trouble

with her for a long time, so she did not need to find such a reason.

After lying on the floor for a long time, Livia struggled to get up from the floor and then picked up the

books one by one.

She knew that she should have gone to the teacher's office at that time-school violence should have

been taken seriously-but those two families were so powerful that they knew about her mother's

involvement in the textile factory, indicating that they would leave her no way out.

If she had reported it, her mother would definitely have been in trouble.

Her family was already very poor and it was not easy for Livia to come to school, so she did not want to

cause her mother any more trouble.

Livia spent the rest of the day in the dormitory, receiving only a few massages, and she was too tired to

walk afterwards, since she was not hurt in any visible way, so Angelica did not even know she was

hurt.

It was only when she asked Angelica to take time off for her that Angelica immediately became

concerned.

"What's wrong? Something is wrong, Livia, why don't we go to the hospital?"

To the hospital? It is not a place where poor people can afford to go. A small illness can be treated at

home, so Livia shook her head, her voice thin as a mosquito.

"I'm fine, I think I'm going to get my period soon, so my stomach hurts a little."

"Ah, then I'll buy you a water heater and make water with brown sugar!"

"Okay, thank you."

Livia looked at the pure and innocent Angelica and suddenly called out to her, "Angelica."

"Yes?"

"You, you said something about me in front of Michela and Genara?"