Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1148: She deserves to die.

Hector finally understood why she had suddenly invited him to dinner today. -How can you not be cautious? Don't we get along anymore these days?

-Yes, but I... -Anna didn't know how to explain it to the other party, so she tried to keep her tone as calm as possible, -Mr. Hector, I'm very sorry, but dating is like that, if you don't like it, it's perfectly possible to stop immediately.

She didn't want to drag it out, so she tried to be as concise as possible so the other person could hear her.

Hector did not have the courage to eat; his beautiful dream had suddenly been shattered. He had thought that he could get away with it later, but who would have thought that he would simply say that he would not continue.

-Is it because of the boy from yesterday?

-No.

-No? I think it is. You and that guy were having an affair at the table in front of me, and you think I'm blind? You only met that guy yesterday and today you tell me no?

-I don't care what you had with him in the past, let's find a propitious day to get married?

-I'm sorry, I don't like you enough to marry you.

Hector's attitude remained firm, and when he saw that his dream was broken and hopeless, he became furious.

-So what Manuel said is true, right? I have seen many vain women like you go to a man's house when you see he is rich, have an affair with a rich man using me, a blind date as a backup, Anna, you are too disgusting.

Her voice was so loud that it immediately attracted the attention of many people around.

Anna froze in place, but it was immediately clear that the person in front of her was angry and clearly wanted to embarrass her.

But this man had underestimated Anna's mental capacity and did not care about the gaze of others. Anna picked up her bag and stood up.

-Anyway, I made my words clear to you, sorry, I have things to do in the store, I will leave you.

Anna immediately headed for the door to settle her bill and left the restaurant ready to call a car to leave when Hector swooped down on her, grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her around the corner. -How dare you play with me.

The polite-looking man with glasses disappeared, and now Hector looked like a crazed wild animal dragging Anna to a deserted place.

-Let me go, what are you doing? Help...

Paf!

She screamed and received a slap in the face, and the next moment Hector directly covered her mouth.

-Shut up.

-What are you looking at? Have you never seen a husband beat his wife? This woman is cheating on me, what's the harm in me teaching her a lesson? There were many curious people, but after all, they were still afraid of what was going to happen, and after hearing what she had said, they all left. Anna was dragged into a side alley.

-Bitch, if I had known you were such a woman, why would I have pretended to act? We would see if you can still get married when you are pregnant.

He pulled Anna's hand and, despite his kicking and punching, tore her dress off, and when he saw her skin as pale as snow exposed to the air, a silken glint flashed in Hector's eyes and he let out a low growl as he tried to pounce on her.

-No! Let me go! -Anna said in desperation as she realized with horror that his strength was no match for hers.

Bang!

A second later, Hector's entire body snapped out and slammed into the wall, falling to the ground with a thud.

Matthew, who had appeared out of nowhere, had kicked Hector in the face.

Hector lay on the ground in pain and unable to get up, covering his body and screaming in pain.

But this level of pain did not relieve Matthew; his whole body was filled with hostility as he approached him step by step.

-Do you want to die?

The words were followed by a foot on his big toe, forcefully.

After a scream, Hector realized that the hand he had stepped on was the same one that had just torn Anna's clothes. As he looked at the man shrouded in darkness in front of him, he finally realized that he had been up against a tough guy and hurried to beg for mercy.

-I was wrong, forgive me, I was wrong-if I die, you will pay for it.

However, in response, he was greeted by a pain that pierced his other hand.

Presumably the tendons had ruptured, so Hector had simply fainted.

Anna was terrified, but her senses were still intact, and when she was rescued she crouched down and quickly realized that her rescuer was actually Matthew.

The series of movements Matteo made next exceeded Anna's expectations.

It was the first time she had seen Matteo like this, with nothing but hostility around him.

It was as if he wanted Hector dead, and although he was unconscious Matteo did not stop.

Until the end, they brought Anna back to her senses.

-Stop fighting, he will really die if you keep fighting.

-She deserves to die.

As Matthew continued, Anna desperately tried to pull, but could not pull at all, and Anna finally burst into tears.

-Don't fight, I don't want you to go to jail!

The cries brought Matthew back to his senses. He stood still, stopping all his movements. Then, turning slowly, he looked at the crying girl with teary eyes before him, her dark, sunken gaze surfacing with a touch of stoicism.

-All right, no prison.

With these words, he took off the suit jacket he was wearing and covered the girl's body, wrapping it tightly around her.

Matthew looked down and wiped away the girl's tears, stared at her red eyes and her high, swollen face for a long moment, and lifted her up.

Anna could not resist tugging on Matteo's sleeve as he was gently lowered into the car.

-Is he dead?

Matteo's eyes grew cold at her words.

-No.

-Really? Should I call an ambulance for him?

Matteo looked at Anna, who was still sobbing.

-I, I'm just worried....

-I understand what you are worried about, I will take care of this problem.

Anna calmed down and finally felt relieved.

-Let's go to the hospital first.

-No, I don't want to go to the hospital,II Anna shook her head vigorously and looked at him with red eyes. It doesn't hurt-I don't need to go to the hospital. She didn't want anyone to see her in this mess; her clothes were torn.