Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 1533This is my heart.

In the small box

Samantha sat quietly, ordered the hot pot, which was boiling, Rain had not yet arrived, so she threw in

a few slices of cabbage and potatoes.

He also ordered a couple of beers.

When the cabbage and potatoes were almost ready, she picked them up and put them on her plate,

then she threw a piece of beef into the pot, squeezed the sauce, waited until the beef was hot, picked it

up and rolled it in the sauce, then put it on top of the cabbage, pinching a piece to taste it.

This was the way she liked to eat it.

Next, she ate a small piece of potato in quick succession and opened a beer.

Everything tasted familiar; she had never eaten stew in the six months she had been abroad.

Samantha's nose turned a little sour and she reached for a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her

eyes.

Knock, knock...

There was a knock at the door and Samantha looked up.

With that in mind, she put down the fork in her hand and got up to answer the door.

Rain had come to visit her daughter and was dressed in a beautiful dress and makeup.

Although she liked dressing like this, Rain was not in the mood she had been since Samantha had

gone abroad and had not dressed and made up properly for a long time.

At the thought of seeing her daughter, she even put on a mask before putting on makeup to look less

old.

Once mother and daughter met, they were somewhat silent with each other, and a moment passed NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

before Samantha turned to the side and reluctantly pulled at the corners of her lips.

"Mom."

Rain entered the box with careful steps.

Bang!

Only after the compartment door closed did Rain see that she was eating a hot pot.

"I didn't know when Mother was coming, so I ate a little by myself first and drank some beer."

With that, Samantha burped and then mother and son froze, unable to stop laughing at each other a

moment later.

After laughing at each other, tears could not help but float back into their eyes, after which they were

uncontrollable.

After the uncontrollable moment, the makeup on their faces was all smudged, but after all, they were

mother and daughter, so they sat down to eat their hotpot without any makeup.

Rain took one look and immediately said, "What kind of hotpot is this?

You have to eat hotpot, you've been abroad too long and you don't even know how to eat hotpot,

right?"

"Who said I can't eat it? I didn't add the spices because I was thinking about you, okay?"

"Oh, you worry about me?" Rain turned to Samantha mockingly, "Come on. You've been raised to eat

spicy since you were in my belly, how can you beat me?"

"Mom, you are so far behind, haven't you heard that there is a new wave after the old one?

You can't compete with me for spicy food."

"Let's have the waiter come and add more, let's compare?"

"Yes, let's compare."

After that mother and daughter called the waiter to add the chilies, and the whole pot was red-hot, the

boiling oil burning all the food thrown down the same color and smoking hot in the air as they fished it

out, you and me competing with a portion.

Mother and daughter ate with some haste until the sweat was like rain and their stomachs like fire

before they both stopped.

Rain cast a glance at Samantha and scolded her, "Silly girl, I thought you must be uncomfortable with

chili after being abroad for six months, but I didn't expect you to still be such a good eater, would it kill

you to let me win?"

At his words, Samantha blinked her beautiful eyes, "The elders should give way to the younger

generation, mom, I am your daughter, do you want to continue comparing yourself to me?"

"Not anymore, not anymore." Rain waved her hand and took another sip of beer in her mouth, "Your

mother's stomach is going to explode if you keep comparing."

Actually, so was Samantha, only the two were competing and somehow it had come to this.

With her stomach on fire but unable to drink any more, Samantha had to stop all her moves and slump

down at the table, "Mom."

The call was soft and long, as if she had stepped back in time a decade or so.

Samantha was just a child then, always by Rain's side, watching her from the table whenever she

begged for something, calling out in a long, soft voice.

Samantha, who is now a mother, looks to Rain the same soft child she was then.

"Mom, I miss her so much."

Samantha's face was a little red from drinking and she looked at Rain with a somewhat lazy look, and

Rain knew she was drinking and talking nonsense again.

"I miss him so much." Samantha curled her lips, her eyes red, "But why didn't he come to me? Do you

really still remember your first love in your heart? I knew, I knew I shouldn't come back, he didn't even

text me after I left for six months, he even said he was waiting for me to come back, I think, he just

wanted me to leave quickly!"

Talking about this, Samantha suddenly slapped the table hard, "After I left, he could go find his first love

that he put on the tip of his heart!"

The more she said, the angrier Samantha's hand suddenly moved to the side, accidentally pushing all

the plates off the table with a loud crunch.

"Ah!" Samantha was taken aback and reached out her hand to cover her heart, hugging herself and

curling up in her chair, "Scared girl, why didn't Luca the bastard man come to protect me?

Oooh, he must have gone to his first love every time something goes wrong, he turns to her!"

"Ming Ming! I'm the one who's his girlfriend! But all I can do is watch and see him run away from

someone else, why should I?"

Something fell from her eyes and hit the back of her hand, and a drunken Samantha took it like a child,

holding it in her palm and staring at it curiously for a few moments.

"What is this?" She held the tear in her palm and looked at Rain, who was sitting across from her.

Rain's stomach was burning, but after hearing Samantha's words, her heart felt like a boulder and she

could hardly breathe.

She looked at the tears on Samantha's palm, took a deep breath, calmed herself and told her.

"They are your tears, you little fool."

"No!" To her surprise Samantha shook her head back hard and very seriously, "These are not tears!"

She lowered her head and her expression seemed to become self-deprecating, a bitterness under her

eyes, "These are my heart."

At those words, Rain's heart trembled as if pierced by a million needles, "Samantha ......"

"I gave him my heart, why doesn't he love me anyway?" Samantha whispered in a low, broken voice,

making ridiculous gestures as she did so, but such a Samantha was nothing but heartbreak for Rain,

endless heartbreak.

She turned and wiped a handful of tears from her eyes before getting up and walking over to

Samantha, "Come, Mommy will take you to Luke and ask him why he is doing this to you!"