Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1177: I'm getting used to it.

Amelia noticed the slight change in Matteo's eyes.

"With Marcello? He seems to have really gotten tired of waiting here for such a short time, staying for another meal and calling me."

-Do you want me to take you there?

Amelia's voice brought Matteo back to his senses, she smiled kindly and said lightly, -Thank you, I'll go up myself, I'm in a hurry today, I haven't prepared anything, I'm sure I'll come to see you someday quietly.

His tone was light and particularly sincere and humble, but Amelia felt absolutely nothing. After all, such a brilliant and excellent man was willing to come to his daughter three or four times, and he did not lose his mind even after being ignored by Anna all day, maintaining his demeanor.

He did not become a sycophant just because she was Anna's mother, which Amelia found very amusing.

She did not care how well this man treated her and Giancarlo, as long as he was really good to his daughter.

-What are you talking about, it's good for you to come.

Well, you go up first.

Matteo smiled slightly and whispered, -Thank you.

After Matteo went upstairs, Amelia thought about it, but something didn't seem right, and it took her a while to remember.

No, she said Anna and Marcello were upstairs together when she unknowingly opened her mouth, but Anna's boyfriend didn't ask who Marcello was, did he already know who the other was? Did the two parties really know each other?

If it had been normal, Anna would have brought him spaghetti and left, but today she felt a little embarrassed that he had waited so long for her and finally called him "brother," so Anna felt that the distance between them was not as strange as before.

At least the relationship was a little better now, so she simply sat down to eat with Marcello.

Seeing the girl sitting across from him, Marcello remembered that when his wife was still alive, she was about the same age as him, but Marcello was not that age at the time, so his wife was actually the same age as Anna at the time.

His wife, however, did not behave as well as Anna. She was always eccentric and restless at mealtimes, always tossing and turning, asking him to feed her at one time, offering herself to him at another, and being extraordinarily clingy when they were together.

Marcello also felt, that at that time many people basically thought that the two boyfriends who were so clingy, after a short time certainly should break the relationship, but they had not broken up, and then they also got married, after marriage the relationship was even better, but unfortunately....

God was really unfair.

Probably because the couple had exhausted every fortune in this life, God cruelly took away his wife's good life.

-Brother?

Marcello thought he heard someone calling him, and when he turned around he saw Anna's palm flailing in front of his face. Aware of his loss of concentration, Marcello smiled and said, -Sorry, I can't help but think of my wife when I'm sitting here. Anna's trembling hand paused, then she took a moment before withdrawing slowly and saying nervously, "Sorry....

He was thinking about his wife again, and he should be very sad, shouldn't he? At that moment Anna saw him sitting still, and on a second glance she realized that his eyes were so blank that he seemed to be trapped in some past time. She was a little worried, so she called him.

-It's okay,II Marcello bowed his head and took a sip of the soup, the bitter taste immediately filling his mouth from the base of his tongue, as he used to do when he missed his wife at night.

-I'm getting used to it.

Anna did not really know how to console people, nor did she have this kind of experience, so she could only stammer: -Don't be sad, brother, since you are already my brother, if you miss your wife in the future, come to my store and I will cook noodles for you, and this room will never be occupied by other customers, it will always be reserved for you.

He said this with such sincerity that Marcello could not help but lose his smile.

-I thought Matteo would not fall in love in this life, but now he has a beautiful girl, which is quite nice.

It was good not to mention it, but Anna still couldn't help but blush every time Matteo was mentioned.

She was about to say something when suddenly Anna heard footsteps outside and frowned slightly, -Is it possible that someone wants to come?

She had already said there would be no guests here, so how could anyone come?

Hearing these words, Marcello raised his hand as if he wanted to take a look at his wristwatch; it seemed like it was time.

Thinking about it, he said in a light voice, "I think it's someone I know.

Hearing this, Anna simply felt puzzled and a little confused, and got up to open the door.

However, just as she opened the door, she saw a familiar figure standing in front of the door.

The moment their gazes met, Anna froze in place.

"Matthew? Why did he come here all of a sudden?

It was clear that she had been seen with him only recently, so why did she see him up there again?

-She arrived rather quickly, a few minutes earlier than I had expected.

Anna was still standing open-mouthed when Marcello spoke and laughed.

Matteo's gaze brushed Marcello through Anna.

Anna turned slightly to the side, "Did Matteo come to see Marcello?" She paused and then said.

-You have something to say, don't you? Then I will go downstairs.

With that, Anna walked past Matteo and was about to leave when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Matteo and she looked at him with surprise.

-It's not like you can't hear, what's the point of going downstairs?

Marcello observed the scene with good sense, his eyes full of light.

-But... -Anna was about to say something else, after Matteo pulled her in and sat her down.

She wanted to leave, but now she had to follow Matteo obediently and sit beside him.

One was sophisticated and quiet, the other acted like a schoolgirl.

-Did you come here out of the blue with something to tell me? -Marcello asked, staring at Matteo with a wry smile, his eyes darting between him and Anna from time to time.

It was strange, the girl had felt so nervous when she was with him, and he had thought it would be better if Matteo came along? Now she doesn't look like that, and look at her sitting next to Matteo, she looks even more nervous that she didn't dare move.

With this in mind, Marcello made a timely comment.

-Old friend, do you usually always have a stern face with the girl? Why does she seem so nervous and afraid of you?

Hearing these words, Anna replied with a sigh, -Why do you bring it up again for no reason? In fact, she was very changed now, she was afraid of him before, but it had taken her a long time to get used to it.