Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

“Luca’s girlfriend is very pretty, how old is she? What is she studying? What is she doing now? What are her parents doing?”

A group of people started to ask curiously about Samantha.

Sometimes they don’t want to be mean, but they are just bored and have nothing to talk about, so they just ask.

Just like now they are asking about Samantha.

It’s not that they have ill will toward Samantha, because if she wasn’t Samantha, if she was Luca’s real girlfriend, she would have been persecuted by these people.

So Samantha was not angry and was going to answer all the questions one by one.

Who knew that Luca, who had been keeping his lips thin without speaking, suddenly spoke, “When will the wedding start? Are you ready to go in now?”

“Hurry, hurry, it’s twenty minutes away, you’re just in time, why don’t you go for a drink?”

A drink?

Samantha heard the word and curled her lips into a smile.

Wine was a good thing, she thought.

The topic was quickly changed and Flora looked at her son’s expressionless cheeks and realized that these people were asking too many questions, and that the girls were too subtle to tell people.

So she too was quick to straighten things out, “Yes, yes, don’t stand around here and delay the people behind us from entering the club, let’s all go in first.”

And so the group headed inside.

Samantha and Luke walked last, initially Samantha held his arm for show, but now that everyone was not paying attention to them, Samantha let go of his hand and kept her distance from Luke.

“I’m telling you up front, this wedding is for your relatives, it’s okay if you don’t want to lose face, but I’m not going to allow it, even if I lose face, you’re the one who’s going to lose face, I’m not going to lose this face, so if you need to, cooperate. Whatever showdown you want, wait for our return.”

Her voice sounded cold, without a trace of warmth, and Luke cast her a sidelong glance without speaking.

“Did you hear what I said?”

Samantha unhappily paused to question him, “If you don’t, then don’t come in now, I’ll take a cab out of here right away.”

Luca didn’t expect her to put it that way and stared at her in silence for a while, “Yes, I’ll do everything, you’re right, since we’re here, I won’t let you lose face, go back and make a good show of strength.”

“Okay, deal.”

Although they had made an appointment, because of the previously agreed upon discussion and showdown, there was inevitably a lump in their hearts and it was impossible for them to talk well.

Luke was a close relative and was invited to the same table as the hosts, but Samantha was reluctant and found a table to sit at alone, and no matter how hard Flora tried to persuade her, she did not want to go.

In the end, Flora had no choice but to visit her later, told her to eat well, and left.

There were several girls around the table who were Samantha’s age, and when they saw Flora’s friendly attitude toward her, they approached and cautiously asked her who she was.

“Sister, I heard that you are Brother Luke’s girlfriend? Is that true?”

“Sister, you are so pretty, how did you and Brother Luca meet?”

Samantha looked at them and saw that they were about the same age as her, so I guess she called herself sister for Luca’s sake. She smiled and replied, “You can just call me Samantha, I’m not his girlfriend.”

“Huh?” Some people paled slightly, “But I didn’t just say …”

“I’m just kidding.” Samantha smiled, “She is a girlfriend, I just lied to you, if she was not a girlfriend, why would I have accompanied him to the wedding?”

“That’s true, what do you do, Samantha?”

As Samantha answered, she saw the red wine in front of her and suddenly had the urge to drink, drank a small glass and then could not resist pouring herself another big glass.

Seeing her drinking like this, the girls exclaimed, “Does Samantha drink a lot? Will you get drunk with this?”

Samantha patiently explained, “Red wine has a strong aftertaste, but it’s okay to drink a little, so don’t drink too much the first time.”

She herself did not drink much, only after Doria’s man often sang in bars, was often dragged along with her, and only later did she learn to drink occasionally.

“Yes, thank you, Samantha.”

Some of the girls followed Samantha’s example, taking the opportunity to drink, and soon their table was, well, finished.

But the two-thirds were all drunk by Samantha.

The other elders couldn’t help but say, “Guys, don’t just drink, you have to eat food, otherwise what happens if you get drunk later?”

“Yes Samantha, look how much you drank, you better eat something.”

Samantha shook her head, feeling as if she had no discomfort.

“I’m fine, you eat, I’ll have some more.”

As the waiter served the food, Samantha asked for more wine-their table was predominantly female, so they drank red wine.

But at the main table it was a different story, there were a lot of male customers and most of them were older, so they asked for smooth high-proof wine, Luke didn’t feel much like getting drunk since he had driven all the way here, but everyone wouldn’t let him off the hook.

“Today is your cousin’s wedding, what’s wrong with not drinking on such a beautiful day? Besides, if you get drunk later, you won’t leave tonight, you’ve been driving all day, aren’t you tired? Your cousin has plenty of rooms upstairs, so you can all stay and rest.”

Luca was about to say no, but then he thought about Samantha’s uncomfortable car ride today, and how she had gone to the bathroom to dry off.

It was pathetic.

He could rush back, but what about Samantha?

She was so uncomfortable that it would be better to let her rest for the night and come back tomorrow.

The truth was that he was not a good drinker and did not drink too much, but it was a day like today when everyone was drinking, as they said, and he would be out of character if he did not.

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When he saw that Luke had arrived at the table, everyone drank merrily.

His cousin, who had brought his new wife to toast with him, bumped into Luca as he drank and whispered, “Brother, you’re great, I’ve seen your girl, she’s so beautiful.”

Luca paused in his movements for a moment and then smiled slightly, “Thank you.”

“Go ahead brother, try to get married first and give you a chance to toast with me.”