Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

You haven’t had coffee for a long time?

How long has it been?

Even though she hadn’t drunk coffee for a long time, she shouldn’t cry, right?

But seeing that Angelica continued to cry, the waiter could only go back to get a packet of tissues and hand it to her.

“This is for you, dry your tears.”

Seeing the handkerchiefs, Angelica gave a grateful look.

“Thank you.”

After taking it, she drew one to wipe the tears from her face, only to wipe more and more, crying as she drank.

The people around, noticing this strange scene, looked at the girl with grateful glances. On a normal day, Angelica would have been ashamed, but today she was too hurt, so she didn’t care how she looked.

After drinking more than a few cups, not only could Angelica no longer drink, she also felt like vomiting.

She tilted her head back, her eyes filled with tears, and asked.

“Excuse me, excuse me, I would like to ask where is the bathroom?”

The bathroom?

Someone took Angelica’s arm and pulled her up, in a deep, somber voice.

“I’ll show you.”

Angelica followed the man in a daze, but after a while she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why did that voice just now sound so familiar, as if it were?

However, her stomach turned, the bathroom was not far away, Angelica did not have time to look at the man and ran fast and furiously in the direction of the bathroom.

Bang, the bathroom door closed and Angelica slumped over the sink and vomited.

She did not know how much coffee she had drunk, all she knew was that she had drunk it until she could drink no more, until she wanted to vomit, and that it no longer tasted delicious.

I don’t think she should miss it anymore.

That day, Angelica threw up in the bathroom until she was so exhausted that she didn’t even want to open her eyes, and she didn’t want to come out even after she threw up.

Tears streamed down her face as she closed her eyes.

It was the first time Angelica had tasted the pain of love; she had only seen it in TV dramas and had only wondered what there was to feel and what there was to be sad about.

Now it was her turn to know what it was like.

She buried her head in her lap, so tired she wanted to sleep.

There was a long silence around her, the bathroom door was opened, and there were steady footsteps that stopped when they finally reached her.

Manuel looked at Angelica, who was curled up in a small ball, and his heart clenched as he tried to reach out and touch her, but he was afraid of frightening her, so he withdrew his hand in midair.

It took a long time before Manuel spoke softly.

“Angelica, let’s go home.”

There was no response.

Manuel : “Angelica?”

Angelica continued to ignore him.

After a moment of hesitation, Manuel reached out his hand and picked up Angelica, who fell into his arms in a fluid motion, her eyes closed.

It was only then that Manuel realized that she had fallen asleep.

Her eyes and nose were still red and her face was stained with tears, which was heartbreaking to see.

And what was even more painful was that she had fallen asleep hunched over-how much had she vomited?

After watching her for a while, Manuel sighed inwardly and helplessly.

She was a very unpredictable girl.

He carefully took her in his arms and went outside, where the waiter approached him and asked, “Who are you?”

Manuel whispered, “Her brother.”

The waiter tried to say something, but finally a colleague dragged her along.

“This is not a bar, she’s drinking coffee not alcohol, she’s not too delusional to be taken away by someone somehow, let it go.”

It seemed like the right thing to say, so the waiter didn’t stop any longer and Manuel took Angelica away smoothly and put her in the back seat of the car.

A couple of waiters from the coffee shop could not help but sigh at the scene.

“This young man is so handsome and so kind to his girlfriend. Ah, I’d like to be his girlfriend too.

What’s the point? Why become his girlfriend? You don’t want to immediately become the wife of such a wonderful man.

– Please. I don’t have enough beauty to be his girlfriend. Even if I could gather all the beauty of some of my life, I still wouldn’t have a chance. I am not talking about becoming his wife.

“Alas, that too, and with people like us, it’s better to just watch.”

the Rossi family

Fiona has been very happy today. Her daughter is in a joyful mood today on a date with Manuel. She was very happy with him and would have loved Manuel to be her son-in-law.

So Fiona was very happy that Angelica was willing to develop a relationship with him.

But she did not expect Manuel to bring her back some time after she left.

Fiona approached him unsure.

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Manuel signaled for silence and Fiona had to be silent, glancing at Angelica before turning and leading the way.

Manuel was guided by Fiona before carrying Angelica to the bed in her room, where she lay unconscious, her eyes closed.

Fiona looked at her daughter’s sleeping face and asked in a whisper, “What is happening?”

Manuel turned and walked out of the room, and Fiona had to follow him.

Once outside, the two could finally talk normally.

“What’s wrong?

Didn’t you say you were going to the amusement park?

Why did you come back so early?

How else did this Angelica fall asleep?”

“Well, she drank too much coffee, didn’t feel well, and threw up.”

Manuel described the scene he had seen.

Fiona was stunned, “Drinking coffee?

And she drank it until she threw up?

How can this be?

This girl has been on a serious diet lately, hasn’t touched coffee for a long time, why did she suddenly want to drink it today?

And she drank so much of it, she is so careless.”

No matter what Fiona said, the next Manuel remained silent. Fiona was still worried in her heart, but suddenly something occurred to her, she paled slightly and cast a glance at Manuel.

“Let him have a good night’s sleep, I’ll leave you to it.”

Fiona nodded quietly.

Only after Manuel had left did Fiona return to the room.

“- He’s gone, you don’t have to pretend anymore. Wake up.”

Angelica lay with her eyes closed and not moving. Suddenly, lying on the bed, she began to cry.

Fiona was not paying attention, simply did not hear her stir and spoke a little depressed, “How much longer do you have to pretend?

What happened today?”

She was answered with a small sob.

Fiona abruptly looked to the side, her eyes fell on Angelica’s face, and before she could react, Angelica sat up and launched herself at her with outstretched arms.

“Mom!”

Angelica was crying as she threw herself at Fiona, who froze in place as her whole body was held by her crying daughter.

“What is going on here? Why are you crying like this for a good reason?”