Virginity in second marriages novel Chapter 87

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?"

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.

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?"