Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 87: Lingering Fear

A loud noise was heard.

The door closed and the huge conference room was so quiet that there were only two people

breathing.

Especially, Serena was very frightened, breathing and agitated.

The two of them stood there for a long time. Serena heard a vibration from Cristian's chest, and his

cold words were propagating in her ears.

"How long do you want to sit here?"

Serena reacted abruptly and raised her head.

Cristian did the same.

Serena was surrounded by his big clothes, and when she raised her head, she revealed her small face,

and her eyes still red.

Cristian's heart seemed to be clenched by her hands. His thin lips closed tightly. After a while, he said

coldly, "Do I look good?"

Serena came back to herself. She was very angry before that moment but then she was frightened by

those people. At that moment she was afraid that someone would come and open the door to the

room.

And it seemed that Cristian could sense her thoughts. He whispered, "Luca will stand and guard

outside. Since you are no longer wearing clothes do you want to continue?"

Serena:"..."

After being silent for two seconds, she quickly tightened the suit on her body, and then stood up from

him. She was very awkward because she had to protect her suit in one hand to prevent her from

undressing in front of Cristian.

She rested her thin, bony hand on him to stand up.

Then she turned and hopped barefoot toward the door.

Cristian's dress laid over her, as if a child had stolen an adult's clothes. That dress almost reached her

knees. When she bent down to pick up the clothes, they fell off and she can't stand the sight of it.

"... "Cristian closed his eyes slightly and reached out and arched his eyebrows.

Damn, what had happened to him today?

Serena picked up the clothes, only to find that inside was a pale orange skirt. The color was exquisite

and pretty, but not tacky. The designs on the skirt were small with delicate colors and charming but not

at all tacky.

It was just that in this huge conference room there was not even a place to shelter. Where she could

change?

Thinking about this, Serena stopped where she was.

A displeased voice of Cristian came from behind.

"If you dawdle a little longer, I won't mind opening the door and letting the others watch you."

Serena grabbed her clothes and bit her lower lip.

Surely he was in bad faith.

Ignoring the things around her she stood up and walked away from Cristian and quickly, went to the

corner and put on her skirt.

After she finished changing, she returned to Cristian with a suit in her hand.

"Here."

Cristian sneered deeply, staring at her coldly, "This suit was worn by you. Do you think I will want it

again?"

Hearing this, Serena unconsciously grabbed the suit in her hand, biting her lip and said, "It's not like I'm

dirty."

"Do you still mean you're clean?" Cristian was still jealous of Serena's relationship with Leonardo and

the fact that she was wearing the clothes he had bought her.

But now he saw her wearing a new skirt. The soft orange and pink that coated her skin was crystal

clear. It was opaque and delicious and gave her waist a unique touch.

Seing that, Cristian's throat tightened and cursed himself inwardly. He pushed the wheelchair and

stepped out, leaving her there and saying : "What a dubious woman."

Serena blushed, turned and stared at his back.

"I am not dubious!"

He ignored her.

Serena replied, "You really don't want your suit anymore?"

"Throw it away!"

Those merciless words shattered like ice. The door of the conference room opened, and Luca stood in

the doorway, stepping forward and pushing Cristian's wheelchair.

Only Serena was left in the conference room. She looked at the suit in her hand that had some weight

to it. This suit looked very expensive, but Cristian had said he didn't want it anymore.

Was it because...it had been worn by her?

Did he think she was dirty? Serena paled.

If he thought she was dirty, then why did he want...?

Serena paused to think about it....

"Serena, don't think about such a bad man anymore. He will only humiliate you!"

Since the suit was no longer needed, she threw it away as he wished.

Serena became agitated and threw the suit directly into the next trash can.

However, the trash can in the meeting room was only for paper.

Serena put on her shoes and left the meeting room.

Five minutes later, she returned and walked to the trash can. Hesitantly, Serena looked at the suit that

had been thrown inside, silently bent down and picked it up again.

He gave it to her to not be seen by others, so she saved it for him.

Serena left the meeting room with the suit in her hand.

At the same time, Cristian saw this scene from the video surveillance cameras in his office with the

corner of his eyes growing frosty.

Standing behind him, Luca spoke loudly for Serena: "It seems that the suit you gave Serena, even

though she threw it, she took care of it and came back to get it."

Cristian did not respond.

"Mr. Ferrari, that suit is one of a kind. Do you really not want it back?"

Cristian moved his fingertips and his voice became cold and proud, "It's dirty. Who wants it?"

Luca replied, "The can in the conference room is cleaned every day and it's just paper. It's not dirty."

"Damn it, the trash can is the trash can. Can trash can be clean?"

Luca:"..."

"Mr. Ferrari, say what you want."

However, for a person with excellent cleanliness like Cristian, if the garment had been thrown into the

basket, how could he wear it again?

Serena returned to her seat with the suit in her arms, then opened the locker and pulled out a bag. She

folded it and put it inside the bag. If it was dirty she would wash it and give it back to him. She wanted

to give it to him just to see what he would say.

A day passed. When she left work, Serena went downstairs with her bag. When she got up she

happened to run into Cristian who had just left the office. She had a guilty conscience and hid her bag

behind her back.

All these movements did not miss the attention of Cristian who looked at her coldly and then looked

away.

"Serena Gallo, have you finished working?" Suddenly Luca was careless enough, and he greeted

Serena with a smile on his face.

She won't be angry with the one who was smiling, and Luca did not offend her either.

Seeing him smile, Serena curled her lips and nodded.

"Let's go down together in the elevator." Luca said again.

Cristian, who was sitting in his wheelchair, frowned: Had Luca taken the wrong medicine? Had he

forgotten what happened earlier?

"No, there is no need, I..."

"Come on, Serena Gallo, if we don't go down together now, you'll have to wait a little longer."

Serena had to step forward and follow him into the elevator. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

After the elevator door closed, Serena stood alone in the corner with her bag and desperately hid

behind her, but Cristian's low, cold voice suddenly rang out, "Didn't I say to throw away that suit?"