Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1124: She had drunk too much.

She didn't really understand the rules of these high-class people.

Just seeing that she had had three drinks, if she cared about her feelings, could make it difficult for Matthew to resolve the situation, so she also wanted to have a drink like him.

-No. You did well," Matteo looked at her slightly, "However, don't drink alcohol indiscriminately.

Anna was surprised.

-Look, is President Matteo feeling sorry for Miss Anna?

-It's strange. He has never brought a woman to a party, but now he feels anxious about women and won't even allow her to have a drink.

Everyone was ridiculing him. They were all smart, how could they not see that Matthew that night was different from the past? If he had been in the past, how would they have dared to play a joke on Matteo? After that, the cold stare that would stare at them would put them in their place without them finishing the joke and they would not dare move.

But that night, since he had a beautiful woman around him, Matthew was not angry at how everyone ridiculed him, and there was even a slight smile in the inky eyes.

-Since you don't want Miss Anna to drink it, how about? drink it for her?

What, Matteo was drinking it for her? How could it be?

Anna was about to say something, but the man smiled slightly and then actually took a sip of alcohol in front of everyone. Anna was going to stop him. Looking at him, she could not say anything directly. She stood there stunned, looking at Matthew's charming profile, speechless.

It had been shocking in her heart.

It was obvious that everyone was making a fuss about getting him to drink it. It was not impossible that he would refuse, even if they would not continue just for a look from her.

He...

Anna's heart stirred and the light in her eyes flickered slightly.

Although she did not know what was going on, that Matthew was suddenly like this--she did not want to investigate the cause. As long as he ascertained it, it would be better. Then, after everyone confirmed that Matteo had really refused alcohol for Anna and drank for her, they began to propose toasts frantically, but Matteo refused and really drank a lot. Until, later, Anna realized that Matteo had drunk too much and wanted to step up to stop him, but she was a little scared.

Looking at his eyes that seemed to have an alcoholic tinge in them, Anna could only muster up her courage and step forward at last.

-Don't drink anymore, it will hurt your stomach.

-Look ......

When the people around heard what she had said, they began to fuss.

-She is distressed.

-So let's stop insisting that President Matthew drink.

-How can we stop? This kind of day is so rare, have you had this opportunity before?

Anna, -Don't drink anymore! -Her tone became stern. Her small face was full of concern as she looked at him. Matthew tilted his head to look at her and nodded after a moment's thought.

-Well.

-I won't drink anymore.

Anna did not breathe a sigh of relief until she heard the last sentence. She finally relaxed.

Others showed expressions of disappointment. Still others were not afraid to step forward to toast again. Then, everyone turned away at the sight of Matthew. The banquet was effectively halved. However, because Matthew had drunk too much, Anna asked to leave early.

When she wanted to go forward to support him, Matthew whispered, "I'm fine. -Really? So you can walk alone?

-Yes.

His steps seemed really steady, but his vision, not like before. He could smell the alcohol in his particularly heavy body. Anna followed him and saw that as he entered, he had accidentally bumped his forehead Anna reacted suddenly, that perhaps he had drunk too much!

He was not drunk! But he had simply had too much to drink! His head was not clear!

Even though he controlled his steps very steadily, he had crashed into the car door. Had he been the everyday Matthew, he surely would not have made this mistake.

Anna, dressed in high heels, wanted to run forward, but because they were uncomfortable, she simply took them off and held them up.

-Are you okay?

Matthew leaned back against the car. Perhaps he was a little sore from the bump, so he rested by leaning back.

When Anna approached him and asked about his situation, he looked up and looked at her with shiny black eyes.

-I'm fine. I just have a little headache.

-Are you sure? Can I help you since you look like this?

Matthew slightly half-closed his thin lips and opened the car door, -Get in first.

He didn't want her to look at him. Anna could only get in. She got in with both hands and feet. As soon as she put her shoes back on, Matteo was already sitting.

Mario was driving the car. Seeing that they were both seated, Mario did not speak again and left immediately.

In the car, Matteo leaned against the back of the seat and closed his eyes. The handsome face had no more expression. The breath around his body was a little cold and filled with the smell of alcohol. Anna held back, and finally could not help but ask.

-Where did you crash just now? Can you show me?

Matthew remained in his original position, sitting there deserted.

Anna did not know whether to keep asking or not.

"Damn it. Answer me anyway. Tell me something even if you don't have to. I'm so ashamed I didn't get a word," he thought.

But he remembered drinking the wine she had at the banquet, Anna felt nothing would happen because that meant he was willing to kiss her indirectly. What did he care what she did in the car? Never mind, he could take the initiative.

Thinking about it, Anna simply folded her legs on the seat and curled up. Then she slowly sat down and leaned toward Matthew.

The closer she got to him, the more she could smell the alcohol on his body. It was getting heavier and heavier. When she was in his presence and had seen him drink one glass after another, it didn't seem like much, but one followed the other with toasts.

He must have been drinking a lot after half the time at the banquet.

No wonder he had hit his head, and was sitting there motionless. Was he supposed to be dizzy at that point?

After getting closer, Anna saw that Matthew's forehead was red and a little blue. He was closing his eyes and breathing a little heavily. Anna did not wake him, but reached out her hand directly to caress the wound.

When her fingers fell gently on the wound, Matthew, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, only to find Anna so close.

Anna was surprised. She had not controlled her strength well and had pressed down.

Before Matteo's face changed, Anna was so startled that she removed her hand from the skin and nervously explained, "Well...I just wanted to see your wound. You bumped your forehead. If I don't rub it for you, I might....

The more he spoke, the more Anna felt Matthew's eyes light up, like the light that crosses a thousand mountains and rivers. Anna, panicked by his eyes, moved her hand back silently. -Well, if you don't want to, then? Ah!