Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

A week into the school year and finally finished with her vacation, Angelica ran into Manuel just outside the school gates.

“When did you arrive?”

“Just arrived.”

“Was it Aunt Serena who asked to pick me up?”

“Well, sort of.” There was actually an element of her own, because studies at Angelica’s began. As Manuel had taken on the role of picking her up from school and taking her home. As if it had become a habit, no matter what Serena instructed him or not.

“Almost? So did my brother pick me up himself or did Aunt Serena ask my brother to pick me up?”

“It was the brother himself who wanted to pick you up, okay?” Manuel knew the girl was having second thoughts, so he humored her and said what she wanted to hear.

Angelica’s fleshy little face lit up with a smile and she walked over to Manuel and hugged him, “That’s very nice of you!”

Livia looked on enviously, thinking how nice it was to have a brother, unlike her …

Angelica thought of something and suddenly turned her head to look at Livia.

“Livia, we have known each other for so long that you haven’t been to my house yet, have you? Why don’t you come home with me this time?”

Hearing this, a flash of panic appeared on Livia’s face and she waved her hand nervously, “Isn’t this uncomfortable?”

“What’s uncomfortable about that? You’ve known me for so many years and you’ve never been back in the car with me before, isn’t your mother home now? If you go back, you will be alone, so why don’t you come with us on the weekend?”

Angelica looked up at Manuel and asked his opinion, “Brother, shall we pick up Livia?”

Manuel’s eyes fell on Livia’s face.

Livia’s ears turned red and she took two frightened steps backward, waving her hands as she said, “No really, I can quickly go back to the bus, besides I …”

“Since Angelica invited you, let’s go together.”

Manuel’s words stopped Livia’s, who looked at Angelica cautiously, having little courage.

“It’s okay Livia, Aunt Serena loves children, you will come back with me and there is a sister Lea at home.”

“Really, is that okay?”

“Sure.”

Finally Livia found the courage to follow her.

Genara and Michela, not far from the school entrance, saw the trio leaving together and sneered, “She usually acts like a sheep, but I didn’t realize she was such a tough girl, is she allowed to go home with them?”

“It seems that these two have been friends for a long time, it’s not our fault that we met them so late.”

“Genara, this Livia is so annoying.”

Ferrari family

Manuel arrived at Villa Atlantic with the two girls, and from a distance Livia saw this large area and thought that only part of it belongs to her family, but when she entered, only then discovering that it was all theirs.

She had never seen anything like this before, since she came from a poor family. Livia, who was following Angelica, looked a little pale and walked very moderately.

The clothes she was wearing, which she had washed and cleaned carefully, were a little old, but they were the best that Livia had.

But now that she was walking in this opulent place, Livia felt that what she was wearing was, in fact, trash.

Manuel’s face remained relatively unmoved, and Angelica followed, bouncing along like a chubby little sparrow.

Livia was at the back of the group, walking in a tangle of arms and legs.

After pondering for a while, Livia pulled Angelica by the arm and spoke to her in a whisper.

“This, this is your house?”

Angelica shook her head, “No, this is Manuel’s house.”

“Manuel’s house?

You are with him …” There was a pause before Livia paused with doubt inside her: ”

She and Angelica had known each other since middle school, and in all the years they had known each other, she had always assumed that Manuel was Angelica’s real brother, and as to why they had different last names, she had unconsciously assumed that they were following different parents.

After all, some couples divorce and give their children their own last names.

She had no idea that these two were not biological siblings.

Angelica nodded, “He is not my native brother, but I met Manuel when I was very young and grew up with him.”

Despite her suspicions, Livia was surprised to hear Angelica admit it herself:

“He is so good to you, I always thought you were brother and sister.”

“Not native, but better than native!” Angelica smiled and said with a satisfied smile, “My brother is always kind to me, as well as Aunt Serena and Uncle Cristian, you will see them later Livia.”

“I’m a little nervous.”

Livia bit her lower lip and whispered, “Will I be too ugly dressed like this? They will despise me when they come… me.”

“Don’t worry Livia, Aunt Serena and Uncle Cristian don’t look down on you, with them it’s very easy to find common language.”

Although Angelica had done her best to comfort her, Livia for the first time had a deep inferiority complex. As long as you don’t get close to something beautiful and look at it from a distance, you don’t feel ugly.

But once she had gotten close enough, the contrast was stark and Livia now felt incredibly ugly.

She even wanted to turn away, not wanting to take another step forward.

But the look on Angelica’s face was so warm that she had no choice but to follow her inside.

After entering the front door, turning left and right and entering another door, she finally entered the living room.

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From excitement Livia had sweaty palms and hid behind Angelica’s back.

“Aunt Serena, Uncle Cristian, I came!”

Manuel turned toward the kitchen and after a few moments, footsteps came from upstairs and a soft female voice resounded.

“Angelica are you here? It was Manuel who went to get you, wasn’t it?”

“Yes!”

Livia quietly raised her head to look at the source of the voice; she was a woman with delicate features and a very good temperament.

Although she was a mother, there was not even a drop of old age on her facial expression.

Only disappeared naivete of youth, which turned into mature femininity.

Had he not known that she was Manuel’s mother, Livia might have mistaken her for his sister, so beautiful and young.

“O? Angelica brought her little friend?”

Serena’s eyes rested on Livia’s face.

Livia blushed and retreated into Angelica’s back.

“Yes, Aunt Serena, this is Livia, a good friend of mine, Livia, say hello to Aunt Serena.”

Livia was so nervous that her feet began to shake and she made a subtle mosquito-like sound.

“Aunt, Aunt Serena … hello.”