Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

Angelica was not surprised to hear that Pacino would be coming with them-after all, her brother and he had always been active together and were very close.

After all these years, Angelica had long since gotten used to these two people moving together.

“An uncle’s daughter?

How come, I never heard Pacino talk about her before?” Angelica was a little curious.

“Well, I don’t know, but I can ask him when I see him later.”

“Okay.”

It took about 20 minutes to get to Pacino’s house, and from far down the road, she could see Pacino standing on the road with a girl.

“She’s Pacino’s cousin, isn’t she?”

In the middle of winter, she was wearing a very short sequined skirt, a pair of high-heeled boots, a fur coat draped over her body, and her hair was dyed red.

It was only after approaching that Angelica noticed that she was also wearing makeup and that her lipstick was a beautiful shade, the same color as the plum, and two huge earrings caught Angelica’s attention.

Most importantly, she was so thin.

Angelica looked at her with some envy.

“Angelica!”

Pacino came to greet her as soon as he saw her, and the first thing Pacino did after the car window rolled down was to come and get her hat.

“Ouch, why is the round girl dressed like Little Red Riding Hood today?”

Angelica half-closed her lips before whispering, “My mom bought it for me for New Year’s Eve.”

“Nice, Auntie has a good eye.”

“Pacino, you’re not going to introduce me, are you?”

A disgruntled female voice came from behind Pacino.

Pacino then trailed off, “My uncle’s daughter, Louisa.”

Louisa curled her lips and greeted Angelica, “Hi, I’m Louisa, Pacino’s uncle’s daughter.”

“No big deal, who gave you permission to call me by my first name?

Call me brother!”

Louisa ignored him.

Angelica dutifully greeted her.

“Hi Louisa, I’m Angelica.”

Louisa smiled politely before her gaze passed through Angelica to Manuel in the driver’s seat, a burning light in her eyes.

“Hello brother Manuel, it’s Louisa.”

She acted enthusiastically, but Manuel was a block of ice, nodding expressionlessly before saying coldly, “Get in.”

“Good.”

Pacino dragged Louisa into the car.

Since it was self-driving, the two boys sat in the front and took turns driving so the others could rest.

It was already evening, but because it was New Year’s Eve, the road was very busy.

At first Angelica was able to watch the fireworks from the window and was especially excited, even taking out her cell phone to take pictures and upload them to her friends.

When Louisa saw her, she asked, “Haven’t you ever seen the fireworks?”

“Yes.” Angelica shook her head, “Actually, there are every year, but the fireworks are different every year.”

“What’s different?”

Louisa looked unimpressed, glanced outside and said, “They’re all the same, there’s nothing to see, it’s boring.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing that she didn’t like it, Angelica no longer argued with her and happily clicked away on her own.

Louisa looked at her and thought she looked like an idiot, but did not say so because she was out together.

Angelica was excited the whole way, excited like a child at everything she saw, curious and enthusiastic about everything.

Pacino kept staring at her through the rearview mirror, with an expression of affection in his eyes, and he couldn’t help but make conversation with Angelica whenever she exulted.

Louisa was getting a little bored of listening to her, so she took out her headphones, put them in her ears and listened to the music.

She was about the same age as Angelica, but she was a little more rebellious and had come back from studying abroad and subconsciously thought Angelica looked like a hick, but she was round and fat.

She looked like a girl tempted by food and without restraint.

What Louisa hates most are girls like this, who don’t control their bodies and are fat as pigs.

Then Angelica also got tired and leaned back in the back seat.

She whispered to Manuel, “Brother, I’m sleepy, can I get some sleep?”

“We have plenty of time, sleep whenever you want.”

“Yes Angelica, sleep in peace, I too will go to sleep after a while and then we will take turns to drive in the middle of the night.”

“Okay.”

Angelica slept peacefully, Louisa listened to the song with headphones, and when she saw that Angelica was no longer making noise, she took them off.

And then suddenly she thought of something and joined her microgroup to empty the bag with her classmates.

“You know what, guys?

Today I saw a redneck who, at the sight of fireworks, went ‘tsked’ like he had never seen them before.”

The group was very active, and besides, many people had nothing to do on New Year’s Eve at this time, so someone jumped out early to respond.

“What the hell, have fireworks become a rarity these days? What poor country is that girl from?”

“That, someone from the city, but living like a country bumpkin.”

“What a shame for us city people.”

Louisa tapped the words cheerfully, “Yes, well, the point is that my retarded cousin apparently even likes this chubby one.”

“Your cousin??”

“Yes, and you know what? That sack of potatoes looks like it weighs almost a hundred pounds.”

“Damn!”

“A hundred kilos!”

“What kind of behemoth is that?”

“My goodness, your cousin has such a heavy hand, why would he like a two-quintal sack of potatoes.”

“How fat is this, may I ask for a picture?”

A picture?

Louisa glanced at Angelica, who was sleeping, and then at the two men in front of her-if she took a picture at this time, she wouldn’t be caught, right?

With this in mind, Louisa secretly turned on the camera, pointed it at Angelica’s face and took a picture.

It turned out that Angelica in the camera, with her fair red skin actually did not look ugly.

She was a little reluctant and thought of taking the phone a little farther to take a picture of Angelica’s whole body, after all, this girl seemed to have beautiful features and it would be good to take a picture of her body.

So Louisa had to slowly shift her position, and she was sitting right diagonally in front of the main driver.

Before she pressed the camera, she felt a cold sensation fall over her body.

Louisa’s hands twitched and she unconsciously looked toward Manuel.

He too said nothing, just looked at her with cold eyes.

Louisa unconsciously withdrew her phone.

Had she just been … discovered? Was she not driving, because she was still aware of what was going on behind him?

And watching Pacino, already sleeping like a pig.

Because of that look from Manuel, Louisa dared not make any more random moves after that, and there were still plenty of opportunities to follow.

The group, however, kept clamoring.

“Where are the pictures?”

“Where is Louisa?”

Louisa glanced at the group message, then said, “It’s not convenient to take them at the moment, let’s wait until later.”