Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 719: Can you think for yourself?

After Chiara told Matteo about the pregnancy, Matteo's forehead remained furrowed throughout the night, just like his lips. He exuded an unapproachable emotion.

The nurses who came to check on Serena were frightened by Matteo's temperament. They had to perform their duties and were leaving in a hurry.

Chiara had been Matteo's secretary for years, so she knew his temper a little.

At this point, Cristian was missing, the wedding had not gone well, and Miss Serena was pregnant.

If... she assumed that something had really happened to Cristian and he could not be found, Serena and the baby would have the worst fate. Although Chiara maintained the positive attitude, saying that Cristian would be fine and would be found.

However, things do not always go as planned.

There are so many things that are so helpless in the face of natural disasters.

After thinking for a while, Clare suddenly got up, walked over to Matthew and sat down next to him.

-The doctor said that Mrs. Serena's body is very weak. It is fortunate that nothing happened and that the mother and child are still alive.

Matteo's eyes moved, but his lips remained tight and he did not comment on her words.

Clare spoke, hearing him, "Actually, Lord Matthew, I think.... The baby is coming on time, at least.... For Mrs. Serena, it is a good thing.

At those words, Matteo, who had been impassive and silent all night, raised his head and looked at her, spreading his thin lips, "Something good? Chiara breathed a sigh of relief.

She had guessed what was going through Matthew's mind. This was going to make things easier.

Clare smiled slightly, her voice was soft and gentle, -Yes, Lord Matthew, to say it all? Cristian is not known what situation he is in and Mrs. Serena just wants to find him and die with him. You and I have been in that sea. Unless the place where Cristian fell is not there at all. On the contrary, after the night's storm, there is very little chance of survival. Even tomorrow there will not be good weather. Lord Matthew, do you understand what I mean?

Matteo half-closed his thin lips and his eyes darkened.

"Yes, I do. I accepted it.

Those waters were inherently rough. With the storm, how many people could survive the stormy night?

They feared that the rescue team would go out the next day just to collect the bodies.

People always hope for a miracle. Then, clinging to the fantasy of a miracle, they keep hoping.

But would it be a miracle if it were so easy to achieve?

With a heavy heart, Matthew still remembered the contract Cristian had given him just before the wedding, with all the guarantees.

The man would do anything to love Serena, only now....

-Mr. Matteo, I do not want to comment on Cristian and Serena, but I am analyzing the matter. If something happened to Cristian, Miss Serena would surely not survive, do you think so too? Matteo said, "You are right.

According to her temperament in the last two days, although she didn't seek death, but wasn't what she had done a kind of chronic suicide?

-But is it different when you are pregnant? For another life in the womb is Miss Serena becoming a mother. There is no reason for her to be capricious and let the child accompany her to death. Matteo was speechless.

-That's why, Mr. Matteo, I said the baby comes at the right time.

Matteo's lips had contracted slightly. He had not been a mother or a father. He had no idea what it meant to be a parent.

Clare was different; she had been a mother. He should have been able to understand Serena's feelings more deeply. -Maybe she was right.

Having this child was Serena's hope for life.

-Miss Serena might, thanks to this child, be able to take care of herself.

Serena awoke with the smell of disinfectant and a confused mind about everything. She was confused for a moment before realizing that she was in the hospital. Unable to think any more, Serena tried to abruptly get out of bed. The reaction was so violent that her head spun. With a dizziness, she fell back onto the pillows. Bang!

The sound was so loud that it startled Matteo, who was accompanying her.

Matteo had been awake for Serena for more than ten hours. When he saw that she was sleeping peacefully, he closed his eyes to rest.

He did not expect to hear a noise after resting for a short time.

Matteo awoke just in time to see Serena fall onto her back. Her face paled and he reached out to hug her.

-Serena, are you awake? How do you feel now?

Serena lay back on the pillow, her eyes blurred for a while before slowly regaining clarity. She sighed and said, "Matteo, where is Cristian? Matteo was speechless.

The light in his eyes had gone out. His lips had rippled as he helped her to stand up.

-Sit down and speak.

He helped Serena to stand up slowly. Matteo placed a pillow behind her back. He whispered, -Are you thirsty, can I get you a glass of water?

It was clearly a question, but Matteo went to pour the water, not caring whether she said yes or no.

When the hot water was brought to her, Serena took it and took a small sip. Soon she heard Matthew ask her again, "Do you feel sick? The doctor said to let him know when you woke up, so wait.

Then Matteo left the room to ask someone to inform the doctor.

Serena was speechless.

She took another sip and sat for a while feeling less dizzy. When Matteo returned, she asked, "Matteo, what time is it?

She looked out the window; it was night. "Wasn't it dawn yet?" she thought.

But he felt as if he had slept for a long time. And it was quiet outside, it had stopped raining.

The storm could not end soon or easily.

It was...

Was it the next night?

Serena paled immediately. She pulled back the covers to get out of bed, but Matthew stopped her before her toes touched the cold floor.

-Where are you going?

she asked reluctantly.

-Matteo, has it really been a day? Where is Cristian? Haven't they found him yet?

-Yes, it has been a day. As for Cristian, there is no news yet......

-What about the rescue team? Didn't they go looking today? How come there is no news?

She looked so pale, so weak that she could barely sit up. At the mention of Cristian, however, she had come back to life as if she had been shot.

-You know how weak you are, can you see that for yourself?