Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

It was nighttime and Matthew had finished his shower when he heard his cell phone ring with a message.

He was wearing a bathrobe and picked up the phone, which was resting on the table, with one hand.

“Sir Giordano, Anna’s itinerary for the next two days has been sent to your e-mail.”

Putting down the phone, Matteo opened his laptop and clicked on her e-mail.

The first thing that came up was yesterday’s itinerary; Anna had been at the noodle store all day, with a trip to the superset in between, and then she was back home.

It seemed normal, nothing else out of place.

Today’s schedule was the same as usual, she was at the noodle store all the time, except she left in the afternoon and then went to the café, and the person she was actually meeting with was.

Matteo’s eyes narrowed abruptly at the sight of Sabrina’s name.

When he had returned from work in the evening, Anna’s expression had clearly been one of shock, and although she had told herself that she had had a nightmare, how could Matteo believe that she would not be so frightened by a mere nightmare?

So it must have had something to do with her daytime experience, only at the time Matteo had not asked much about it because he did not want her to constantly remember the things that had frightened her, and then she had been distracted by herself and had forgotten the daytime events.

But Matthew still had to take it seriously.

It was necessary to take care of the child’s physical and mental health.

Sabrina?

Matteo tapped his index finger on the table, his eyes slowly widening.

What was this Sabrina up to?

The next day

Sabrina was worried, thinking about yesterday and what Matteo had said in her ear.

Anna would not have been unaware of what had happened in the bathroom yesterday, after all, it had happened and anyone with a good mind could have guessed that the door had been opened and that she had rushed in at that moment.

Sabrina closed her eyes and took a deep breath, she had not thought much about it at that moment, she had only listened to the images Matino had told her and rushed in without thinking.

Now that things had turned out that way, just as Matino had said, if she had not succeeded this time, next time Anna would surely be on the defensive and it would not be easy to do it again.

But did he really want to kill her?

She was pregnant, her life was innocent, and she was suffering greatly from the loss of her mother and father, yet she had yet to recover. If she lost her baby, or if her parents lost her, it would also be heartbreaking, wouldn’t it?

And Matthew, he was so fond of her, and if she was hurt in the slightest, as Matino had said, she would suffer the pain of a torn heart.

Was that really what she wanted to see?

Knock-knock…

Sabrina was lost in thought when there was a knock at the door of her office. Sabrina turned and rubbed her face with her hand, then said in a warm voice, “Come in.”

It was her new assistant who entered.

“Mrs. Ronzi, Signore Giordano is looking for you.”

How could Matteo come to see her at this time? Did it have to do with what happened to Anna yesterday?

Had Anna told Matteo?

Had she told Matteo that she wanted to hurt her, and would Matteo hate her for that?

The thought sent Sabrina into a panic and she quickly stood up, “Where is he?”

“Mr. Giordano is waiting for you in the living room.”

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Sabrina rushed out, running until she reached the living room where she stopped to regulate her breathing and entered with her hand hanging in a tight fist.

If Anna ratted in front of Matteo, then …

What else could she do then? It was the truth, she was the only one who had asked her out that day, who else could she think of but herself? Even if she didn’t do it, Matthew did it for her, so he was inextricably linked to her.

Who was she to blame her?

She just didn’t expect that Matteo would come so soon to seek justice for himself, he must really hate himself now, right?

Sabrina took a deep breath and entered slowly.

In the living room

Matteo’s long figure stood in front of the full-length window, his long straight legs, tall figure, and self-contained aura.

To Sabrina, the back of his head and his back were also beautiful.

She had not had many opportunities to look at him before, and Sabrina felt quite satisfied within herself to be able to look at him silently for a while as she was doing now; if she had not looked more, he might as well have been married.

I don’t know if it was the intensity of her gaze or what, but Matteo seemed to notice and turned his head to the side.

Sabrina smiled at the same time.

But the expression on Matteo’s face was weak, and the look in his eyes was cold, without a trace of warmth.

The assistant prepared a cup of coffee and Sabrina took it, then brought it to Matteo herself.

“No need.”

Before she could dispense the coffee, however, Matteo, who was standing in front of her, opened his mouth coldly, “I will say a few words and then leave.”

Sabrina froze in place, her coffee hot as she held it, her face slightly pale, her ears ringing, and she could barely stand.

Unable to stop herself, she still managed to hold back a smile.

“Okay then, what do you mean.”

With that she set her coffee down on the table beside her and settled back down.

“What exactly do you want to do?”

Hearing this, Sabrina’s heart went cold, she really knew, so she was treating herself so coldly, so she thought she was a bad woman, right?

Thinking about this, Sabrina smiled to herself inwardly, but her face did not show it at all.

“What do you want to say? Can you express it more clearly?”

“Sabrina.”

Matteo stared at her solemnly and called her by her first and last name, “I am willing to help you revive the Ronzi family only for the sake of uncle and aunt, and if you were not uncle’s daughter, I would not be here talking to you today.”

Not expecting him to say it so bluntly, Sabrina’s face turned white and her figure swayed.

“I can help you revive the Ronzi family, you and I will have nothing more to do with each other after the rejuvenation of the Ronzi family is completed, and I want you to leave my fiancée alone in the meantime.”

Sabrina, feeling some hatred, bit her lower lip and asked, “What did she tell you? Did she tell you that I would hurt her? Are you willing to listen to my explanation? What happened yesterday was not … at all.”

Before she could finish her sentence, however, she was interrupted by Matthew.

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Sabrina looked at him incredulously, “We have known each other for so many years, you don’t believe in my character at all? You have already decided that I would lay hands on her, that I would hurt her, haven’t you? Do you already think of me as such?”

“No matter what you are.” Matthew kept putting words in his mouth, or maybe it was his usual way of speaking, cold and ruthless.