Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 1512 You know how worried I am.

It's not that Anna had a long reflex arc, it's just that she was thinking about other things and that's why

she was a little slower to react.

She looked at Matteo with a certain resignation.

Showing this expression made Matteo stare and suddenly sigh a little.

It was amazing how time had passed so quickly, his girlfriend had become a mother of two and he had

been promoted to fatherhood.

Matteo, who once thought he would never marry in his life, now had a family.

Thinking of this, Matteo reached out and pulled Anna into his arms, then rubbed her forehead, which

had just been painfully banged by himself, and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, I had some anxiety just now, did it hurt?"

Anna did not expect him to apologize and massage her wound, and was a little taken aback for a

moment, but she yearned for his embrace.

She wanted to be in his arms, but she was afraid he didn't have the strength to deal with her wounds,

so she half shook her head, "It didn't hurt much, if it had, how could I have reacted so slowly?"

She was afraid Matthew would blame himself, so she said it didn't hurt.

With his warm fingers gently massaging her forehead, the pain she had felt earlier was long gone.

Having said that, Anna thought of something else, looked at him and asked, "You just woke up, you

really don't need to go get a doctor to come and check on you?

After all, you have a concussion, and even if it's only mild, I think it's a good idea to get it checked out."

In any case, Anna was more than concerned.

Matthew looked at her as if she wouldn't feel comfortable without calling a doctor to come check on her,

so he nodded his head in agreement.

"Well, then forced to disturb you, then please call the doctor for me."

"What do you mean disturb me?" Anna frowned at him and pouted, "I'm your wife, what are you talking

about?"

On the way Anna remembered the problems he had given her and felt extremely uncomfortable with

how polite she felt him to be.

Then the doctor came and checked Matthew, made sure he was okay and gave him some precautions

to keep him under observation for three days, and if there was nothing else he could be discharged

home to recover.

"Thank you."

After the doctor left, Anna walked away and did not approach.

Matthew leaned back on the pillow and looked at the girl who had become a mother/ who was far away

from him, and wondered, "What is it? By being so far away, have I offended you?"

Hearing this, Anna gave him a non-benevolent look and grunted.

"No, you speak so politely, how could you offend me?"

Did he speak politely?

A certain older man thought back for a moment and thought about the sentence he had just said to her,

annoying her into letting the next doctor in.

He thought he was being too polite with that comment, so was she angry?

"Is it just a word and worth your anger?"

Matthew looked at her helplessly and smiled, "Come here."

Anna stood still, going no further, her expression twisted even more after hearing his words.

"It's not a matter of a word, it's ...... seems that you don't consider me one of your own at all."

If he was one of his own, how could he talk himself into trouble?

Matthew stopped talking, Anna thought he had nothing to say, waited a split second and actually found

Matthew ready to get out of bed, causing her to wince and quickly walk over to help him.

"Didn't you hear what the doctor told you?

You were told to stay in bed for a while, how could you forget that just now? Do you still want your

body?"

"No." Matthew grabbed her white wrists and pulled her into his arms with a firm grip, Anna tried to get

up quickly and Matthew tightened his grip around her waist, holding her in a tight circle, their breaths

close together.

"I just wanted to talk to you, but you were too far away and didn't want to come to me, so I had to

come."

His voice was low when he said it, hitting Anna right in the heart, her face unconsciously warmed and

her breathing faded a little as he spoke.

"Where I'm not willing to come, only ......"

"Only what?" Matthew moved a little closer and narrowed his eyes slightly to stare at her, "Are you

angry with me because I spoke too politely?"

Anna bit her lower lip, wanting to explain, but not knowing how.

She had been a little annoyed before, but not in an angry way, just a little emotionally unpleasant, but it

was nothing serious.

So when he tried to get out of bed, she didn't mind at all and came right away.

But now Matthew spoke aggressively, getting closer and closer, as if he had no intention of leaving her Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

alone altogether.

"Yes?"

"Okay, okay." Anna raised her head in a broken voice and said bluntly, "I think you are talking too

politely, we are married, I gave birth to two children for you, I rushed as soon as something happened

to you yesterday, and I even stayed here with you when I myself was hurt. But I didn't do all this to get

your thanks, but because I was concerned about you, a wife who cares about her husband. So I don't

want these things I do to be a burden to you, something I feel we can take for granted between us.

You are allowed to call me as a matter of course to help you when you are sick or in need, and vice

versa for me. Don't a husband and wife simply keep each other company? You are so kind to me that

you make me worry about the future ......"

She did not have a chance to say these last words before Matthew's index finger pressed her lips

together.

"Don't worry blindly." Matthew sighed, as if he was inexplicably helpless, and rubbed the back of his

head, "I'm not grateful for everything you've done for me, I'm heartbroken. Also it's not polite to say this,

but I don't want you to do too much for me. I am your husband and the father of your children, I should

take care of the three of you, but now I am not, instead I am asking you to run for me even if you are

hurt."

The two had their own ideas, but they were both concerned about each other.

Anna listened and felt that they both had the same idea, and there was nothing more to continue

arguing about.

She took his hand and whispered, "I know you want to take care of us, but your body is not made of

iron, and I am an adult, I can share."

Matthew looked at her with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Anna reached out and pricked him on the chin, exasperated, "Do you have

any idea how worried I am about what happened to you this time? You know that if anything happened

to you, I wouldn't be able to live."

At the end of her sentence, her eyes were red and she looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Seeing her like that, Matthew felt his heart pierced by something so sharp that he did not recover for a

few seconds.

By the time he recovered, he had lowered his head and kissed her.