Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

“Growing up together is definitely a different kind of love.”

Pacino was really depressed about this. Try as he might, he was not living up to Manuel’s place in Angelica’s heart.

Livia, in the back row, curled her lips at Pacino’s reaction and lowered her head.

Lea, on the other hand, remained dumbfounded and took no notice: “Pacino, hurry up and drive, they are leaving.”

Pacino looked at Lea and laughed, “Good thing we still have Lea and Livia.”

Once the car started, Pacino said to Brillo, who was in the passenger seat.

“Brillo, this is Angelica’s classmate Livia, she is going out with us for the first time, she will probably go out a lot in the future, you should meet her.”

“Livia, this is the son of Manuel’s uncle’s family, Brillo Giordano, and he has a twin brother named Tiziano Giordano.”

“Twins?” Livia was a little taken aback.

“Hi.” Brillo turned his head to greet Livia; his beautiful eyebrows and clear eyes gave him a good feeling.

Livia greeted him in turn.

“You don’t know these two brothers, although they are twins, they have completely different personalities, one was a crybaby as a child, the other was silent and didn’t say a word.”

This contrast was new to Livia, “Is the difference that big?”

“Pacino.” Brillo’s ears reddened at the sight of him actually talking about him and his twin brother, still in front of a new girl he had met:

“Stop it.”

“Oh, our little Brillo is blushing, is it because there is a girl today? Don’t be shy, Pacino was just presenting your twin qualities, why are you so nervous? Isn’t that an admission that you are a crybaby?”

Lea laughed heartily in shame.

Livia couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Pacino, that was all when I was a kid, it has nothing to do with me now, I stopped crying when I grew up.”

As a boy, Brillo found it very humiliating to be a crybaby, something he didn’t want to talk about, but he still got a laugh every time.

He was also quite helpless.

“Come on kid, I was just kidding, besides what’s so funny about boys crying?”

“Yes.” Livia agreed and nodded, “We all cried as kids, my mom used to call me a crybaby when I was little, and I used to argue about it when I was little, but then when I grew up I thought it was nothing, I was too little to understand anything.”

Hearing this, Pacino could not help but take a serious look at Livia through the rearview mirror and noticed that she was quite focused and serious when she said something.

“Livia, you are the same age as Angelica, aren’t you?”

“Well, but I’m a few months older than her.”

“Only a few months older and you are much more mature than her, Angelica never seems to grow up, she was a glutton and still is, she is nothing like a high school girl.”

By the way, Pacino shook his head.

“That’s okay too, nothing to worry about.”

“Yes, she’s just a carefree girl, but I wish she was always so happy and cheerful.”

Because of this comment, Livia gave Pacino another look, again feeling that she had noticed something, but not quite sure.

About two hours later, they arrived at their destination.

There were hot springs and villas at the top of the mountain, and if you were tired from the difficult climb to the top, you could even rest halfway in a small, purpose-built bed and breakfast.

When the group arrived, they took food and water from the trunk, Angelica carrying her small bag, which was so heavy that her face was wrinkled.

There was a sudden sigh from above and Angelica looked up with a light weight on her shoulders, her bag had already been taken over by Manuel.

“How much food and drink did you bring?”

Angelica’s cheeks flushed, “Not much, later I will share with you …”

Manuel helped Angelica with her backpack, Brillo helped Lea with things and a backpack , and Livia’s took Pacino’s.

There was a tall, thin, expressionless boy who looked exactly like Brillo standing next to him.

He is the silent twin Titian that Pacino talks about.

The twins inherited their personality and temperament from their mother and father; Titian inherited Matteo’s nonverbal nature and was always aloof and quiet.

Brillo, on the other hand, has a similar temperament to Anna, being shy and easily flushed at the ears.

“As usual, we will climb halfway up the mountain, then rest for half an hour before continuing.”

“Okay.”

Everyone else knew the trail, but Livia was a beginner and was a bit nervous, but luckily Pacino took care of her too.

“Livia, Angelica is with her brother, so you can walk beside me, don’t go far and don’t stay behind, there are no wild animals in this forest, but at night it can be scary.”

Livia followed him closely.

“You and Angelica are very close, aren’t you?”

“Well, I’ve known her for many years.”

“So when she’s usually at school, do any kids send her love letters?”

After asking, Pacino let out a low spontaneous laugh, “I don’t think so? The girl is so round, who would want her?”

Hearing this, Livia frowned in disapproval, “Pacino, don’t talk like that about her, it would be painful for her to hear this.”

“Why are you so protective of her? Didn’t I just whisper that behind your back? Haven’t you told me yet if any young boys have sent her love letters?”

Livia shook her head, “I have no such information.”

“Oh, Livia, I helped you carry your backpack, but you are so ungrateful that you won’t even answer one little question.”

“Pacino, this is Angelica’s personal business, so if you want to know, I think you should ask Angelica yourself.”

“Uf, see?”

Pacino pointed to the tall and short figures in front of him, “The one next to her is guarding me, I can’t even look at her too long without being killed in the eyes, if I ask another question I will be buried alive, Livia, how dare I ask in the presence of this terrible person?”

Livia followed his gaze and saw that the two were walking together, Angelica’s plump body was walking a little sideways and Manuel had to reach out to support her again and then sighed, “Walk well, what if you fall?”

“Isn’t my brother here? I won’t fall.” Angelica also wanted to walk well, but she was a little chubby, and when she was a little tired of walking, she always leaned unconsciously.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.