Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

Pacino did not expect Louisa to be so obnoxious as to threaten him with carrying her suitcase.

But he was right about her weakness: Pacino could accept Louisa’s nonsense in front of his parents, knowing that they would not believe a word of it anyway, and even if they did, they were his parents and would do nothing to him.

After all, blood ties do not break right away.

But Angelica was a different story.

He is as innocent as a sheet of paper, and if Louisa came up and said something bad about him, Angelica would probably believe it.

But even if she does, she cannot let Angelica know about her feelings, otherwise what will Pacino say?

Deny it? Say he doesn’t like her, and then give Angelica the impression that he doesn’t like her, and then when she grows to understand his feelings later, the impression he will get is that Pacino doesn’t like her.

If he admits that, the little girl will probably be scared of him.

So at this time nothing should be said, let her grow up freely and talk about the rest when she knows older!

“Bring it, old man bring it for me, bring it as long as you want.”

Louisa got what she wanted and curled her lips in satisfaction, “Pacino, I really didn’t expect it, your weakness is really in her, why did you say yes to me?NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

I’m afraid you will suffer all the way if you expose your weakness directly to me like this.”

“Oh.” Louisa suddenly realized something and waved the phone toward Pacino with a smile, “Not only this trip oh, after all, I can also add Angelica’s Facebook behind me, if you have any bad luck in the future, I can immediately tell her about your bad thoughts.”

Pacino sneered, “My dirty thoughts?

You think I’m the only one who feels threatened by you? You think I don’t know what you’re looking for here?”

Louisa gasped.

“What do you mean?”

Pacino cast a glance at Manuel and Angelica; the duo was close enough to them that if they had said anything else, they probably would have overheard the conversation.

So Pacino made it short.

“There’s no point in talking too much, and anyway you know that I know, and I’m not the only one threatened, so I can carry the case for you, but don’t blame me if you really overreact later.”

With that, Pacino turned and went to carry the suitcase, ignoring Louisa.

Louisa wanted to say something else, but when she saw the two arrive, she had to swallow the words, but her face looked a little uncomfortable.

It was as if Pacino had caught her earlier, and she bit her lower lip angrily just as An reached her.

“Louisa?”

Angelica looked at her innocently with watery eyes, “You just called me, is something wrong?”

Pacino’s nerves were on edge as he carried the suitcase, fearing that Louisa, an unchristian psychopath, would empty the bag.

“Nothing.” Louisa smiled slightly, “I just wanted to ask if we’ll share a room then?”

A room?

Angelica had thought she would be alone in the room, but she hadn’t expected Louisa to say she would be in the same room with her, and while she was still stunned Louisa reached out and took her hand, “Well, I’m like a year older than you, so why don’t you call me sister from now on, we’ll sleep in the same room so we don’t have to be afraid at night.”

Angelica said nervously, “I’m not afraid to sleep alone.”

The expression on Louisa’s face was a little uncomfortable, so she could only say, “Well, I’m the one who’s a little afraid, would you keep me company?”

“Well, if you’re afraid, then I’ll keep you company!”

Angelica patted Louisa’s shoulder with unusual kindness and warmth, “Don’t be afraid!”

Louisa: “…”

She was not afraid.

Pacino almost laughed at this Angelica, but could only restrain himself as he carried her suitcase, “Can we go now?”

“Yes.”

With that, Manuel knelt in front of Angelica and said in a deep voice, “The snow is too deep to walk in, come up here.”

Angelica was a little surprised, “Is the brother carrying me on his back?”

“Yes.”

So she quickly climbed onto Manuel’s back and wrapped her small arms around his neck with joyful excitement.

The sight of this made Louisa sour.

She turned her head toward Pacino, who immediately pointed to the suitcase he was holding, “But you asked me to carry it, I can’t carry you with it.”

Louisa was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet.

Manuel was good at everything, she knew him, he was very famous in their circle, he was the god of many girls, his height, his face, his wealth, he was one of the best.

Many girls from schools other than their own wanted him.

Once in a while, a picture may cause a stir among girls. Louisa saw him by chance, then fell in love at first sight, and later found out Manuel’s background.

She found out that he belonged to the richest man in the North City, the Ferrari family, but because her grandfather’s business was not inherited, she took the Calligaris surname and changed it to Manuel Calligaris.

It is the equivalent of saying that he is not only supported by the richest man, the Ferrari family, but also by the Calligaris group, which is well known abroad.

Together, these two groups almost scream.

And of course there is his mother Serena, also a real sister of the Giordano Group, which is equivalent to saying that his uncle is the president of the Giordano Group.

Any one of these would be enough to make people shout, but all three are stacked together.

He is also smart, superior, sober and handsome, so he is the man of the moment for many girls, and the man they want to marry.

Louisa learns by chance that Pacino is close to him and is going with him to the snow country, so she comes with him.

But along the way, Manuel has been too kind to Angelica, calling them brother and sister, but who didn’t know they were childhood friends and not blood relatives?

Angelica had been raised in the Ferrari family almost since she was a child.

I don’t know if it was Louisa’s fault, but she always felt that these two were not related at all.

With that in mind, she quickly followed them.

It had only taken half an hour of walking, but because of the snow, the walk had taken more than an hour, and by the end Louisa’s legs were freezing.

Looking at Angelica, comfortably on Manuel’s back, leaving them behind, she was jealous.

What was the point?

How could Manuel carry her so far on his back when he was just a fat, fat, sack of potatoes?

The seeds of evil in Louisa’s heart grew even faster.

“I would have carried you if you hadn’t let me carry this stupid suitcase.”

Yet Pacino did not forget to tease her.

So Louisa took credit directly to Angelica.