Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

The man in the lead was stunned, feeling a little puzzled.

It was the man who had dropped the chair who thought of something and walked over and said with a smile, “Brother, that Miss Monks is your girlfriend, isn’t she? Are you two fighting? Is your girlfriend moving out? My girlfriend used to act like that when she was angry with me, hehehe.”

Just as he finished his words, he was slapped by the man in the head, “Shut up, don’t talk nonsense.”

Luke, however, did not deny it, but simply asked, “How much is it?”

“Brother, we haven’t moved anything since we arrived, so it’s not good to charge like this.”

“We can’t let you come here for nothing, and it’s not like we’re giving you this money for nothing.”

“What does this mean brother?”

Luke looked at him with a sullen face, and after a moment, “The money will be paid to you, and I don’t care what reason you have to use, just tell her she can’t move, she can’t move, she can’t be helped.”

The man in the lead finally understood what Luke meant, and his little cousin had probably guessed that he was arguing with his girlfriend.

The man’s face was dark as ink when he opened the door, and there was no woman in sight, so it was probably a real fight.

Finally, the movers took the money and left.

Samantha came home, pushed open the door and saw her house empty, with nothing in it, and sat on the carpet and stared.

All this time she had been staying at Luca’s house, moving all her things there, which was really quite funny now that she thought about it.

She and he were just pretending to be engaged, what on earth had short-circuited her brain then, how had she moved all her things there? To make life easier? But how could she be sure that the two of them could always live together in the future?

As long as she and he were not together, then he could have a girlfriend.

Samantha’s heart choked at the thought and she sat with her hand on her cheek and sighed, “I should have moved less if I had known, I wouldn’t have come back with anything now. But never mind, the movers will help me bring him back later. It’s just Luca’s fault, what kind of person lives in such an empty place, it’s not like he has no money!”

The more Samantha said, the angrier she got and the more Luca counted.

I don’t know how long it went on, but Samantha felt tired and fell asleep on the blanket, only to be awakened by the ringing of her cell phone.

She jumped up and answered the phone.

“Miss Monks, right? We are from the moving company, that is, because the car had an accident on the road and hasn’t been repaired yet, so we can’t help you move for the next two days.”

At first Samantha was still a little confused from sleep, and she sat at the words.

“What do you mean? Your car hasn’t been fixed yet?”

“Uh, yes.”

“Then shouldn’t someone else be sent to help me move it? Does your moving company only have one truck?”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Monks, but our moving company sent all the trucks for the day and they are not available at the moment, so if you want, we will move your order to a few days later.”

Move it to a few days later?

Samantha immediately got angry, “I had an appointment for today, what did you tell me when you took the order? Why didn’t you tell me in advance that you had so much to do? I waited so long and then you tell me you can’t move it, and that’s it? What about the time I wasted? And if you don’t move my things, where will I sleep tonight?

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“I don’t want to hear this apology, you are the worst moving company I have ever seen.”

Samantha hung up the phone after the rebuke.

After hanging up, she sat there, her chest swollen with anger.

Why hadn’t they told her they couldn’t move and why had they waited until now?

She was so angry with herself!

There was no place to sleep at home, where would she sleep now?

Couldn’t she go to a hotel?

Samantha thought about it and finally called Doria.

When Doria came to pick her up, Samantha was standing on the side of the road with a black face.

Once inside, Samantha asked, “Is there anything to eat?”

Doria pulled out a chocolate from her bag, “Do you want one?”

Samantha took it, unwrapped it and took a bite, “I’m starving, I’ve been tossed around all night and haven’t eaten anything, how easy is it for me?”

“What? What do you mean you’ve been tossed around all night?” Doria heard something else in his words and narrowed her eyes at her inquisitively, her eyes widening immediately when she saw the marks on her neck and behind her ears, “Samantha you!”

“Shut up!” Samantha became angry with her, “What’s all the fuss? It’s just an adult having sex?”

Doria was speechless for a moment, choking on her words for a long time.

Samantha, on the other hand, fixed the chocolate in three or two sittings and then continued to look at Doria with bistrustful eyes, who was a bit displeased by the look of anticipation in her eyes and could not resist the temptation to shield her.

“How much of an asshole are you? Hungry like this?”

At his words, Samantha’s lips twitched slightly before she gave her a blank stare.

“Don’t ask, it’s seven times a night.”

The driver in front of her shook hands, and Doria hastily pulled Samantha back, “Okay, stop talking nonsense, you’re a girl, can you mind your manners? You’ll scare our driver so much that he won’t be able to drive properly, and someone might die.”

Well, Samantha still values her life, and since it would affect her personal safety, she might as well shut up.

“Be a good girl and stop yelling, I’ll have something delicious cooked for you when we get back and I’ll make sure you are fed by then.”

Samantha winked and looked questioningly at Doria.

“You told me to be careful with my mouth, but why does it sound so dirty?”

Doria: “Not dirty! It’s not dirty! You Samantha, you can’t think straight, I’m talking about feeding your belly, you had stupid sex last night! Now you are full of dirty thoughts.”

Samantha grunted, not bothering to pay attention to her.

“But shouldn’t you be together after sex? Why do you come to me? Are you a slut, the kind that doesn’t admit when you’re done?”

“For what?” Samantha picked up his words, “Should I hold him accountable to me, or me to him?”

“I didn’t say that, but you two are kind of one, aren’t you? Aren’t you pretending to be engaged? Why are you suddenly together?”

“It’s a long story — alcohol and sex make mistakes!”

The corner of Doria’s mouth twisted, “It’s not like you got drunk and did it to someone, right? Luca was the one being abused?”