Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian

She smiled innocently and her eyes were clear and limpid.

Louisa’s emotions suddenly became mixed.

He had called her a redneck in the Facebook group, and had called her dead fat, and had even thought she was cheap for eating those things.

Yet the way she innocently and incredibly wondered if she was a good eater and didn’t know any better, annoyed Louisa sometimes more.

Such an Angelica seemed to be vicious.

When you calculate, if the other side is like you, both sides will keep calculating until the end, and eventually you may lose the black and white, or even any image.

But if one side chooses to be generous, it is not good for the other side to continue.

The corners of Louisa’s mouth twitched, then she nodded.

“Anyway, not bad.”

Angelica immediately smiled happily as a child.

“He doesn’t even believe Pacino when he says you don’t like them, I said you’d like them.”

Hearing this, Louisa glanced at Pacino, this cheap cousin, she didn’t know if he had just said a lot of bad things about her, so she said, “There is not a single true word that came out of my cousin’s mouth, he has loved to despise me ever since he was a little girl, so you shouldn’t believe anything he says about me.”

“He has always despised you since you were a child? Why?”

Angelica did not understand, “Shouldn’t a brother be kind to his sister?”

Just as Manuel had been to her, always coddling her.

“It’s true, I also think a brother should be kind to his sister, he’s the big brother after all, right?”

Louisa looked at Pacino, deliberately putting the words in his mouth.

Pacino huffed, “You let me be nice to you? If you don’t treat me like a brother, why should I treat you like a sister?”

Pacino had never been very happy with this Louisa, if not for this time his mother should have told him something like, “Your uncle has only one daughter and she is much younger than you, besides it’s the new year, if you don’t say yes, won’t it hurt the two families?

After this Pacino thought that his uncle was not a bad person, so he said yes.

But he could not understand how his uncle, who was such a nice person, could have raised such a rude daughter, who was really unpleasant.

She was nothing like Angelica.

Pacino thought about the first time he had met Angelica.

She was visiting Manuel for the first time since he had become her friend, and the little girl was sitting on the couch with all the snacks on the table right in front of her, she was holding a marshmallow and sitting there, eating it in a serious way.

It was the first time Pacino had ever seen someone eat so seriously, as if they were eating out of a sense of devotion.

It was not a marshmallow he was holding, but something he loved, and he was eating it little by little, his eyes shining brightly as he ate it.

One look and Pacino remembered her fondly.

Then the little girl called him brother, and Pacino’s heart almost melted and his ears reddened, and then all these years passed.

Angelica is still Angelica, still the same as when she met him, innocent and simple.

But Angelica had grown up, and although he didn’t know how long she would stay that way, Pacino felt he could accept whatever she was.

But he also wanted to cherish the weakness and innocence that belonged to her.

“It’s okay to call me brother, just be nice to me first.

If you don’t treat me nicely, why should I call you brother?”

Angelica was amused by the bickering between the two and could not help but look at Manuel.

She and her brother had never quarreled like the two of them.

Her brother had always been the one to cuddle her, and he said little, usually only the main points.

So it was interesting for Angelica to see this way of being together for the first time.

At noon that day, the group found a restaurant to eat at, rested for almost two hours and set off again.

After three days of stopping and moving, they finally arrived at the snow village.

The original plan to enter by car was cancelled due to a change in weather, and after finding a place to leave the car, the group had to walk in with their luggage.

Although it was a self-guided tour trip, many things had to be done and figured out on their own, so Manuel simply hired an old local villager on the Internet to be their guide, but not for the entire trip, just as a guide.

“In previous years, the car was able to go in at this time of year, but not this year, the snow is a bit deep and your shoes don’t work, so first go to a small store and buy some snow boots, then I’ll take you in.”

The problem of snow boots is solved, but luggage is another problem, the reason why luggage is convenient is because there are rolling wheels, but now snow is impossible, the two girls can’t carry, it’s four suitcases is only, two boys are young and strong, a carry two is not a big problem.

But on this trip they had more stuff with them.

The old villager immediately said, “Don’t worry about the luggage, take your valuables with you, and ask someone to find a cart to pull in the rest of your clothes and food later.”

“Okay.”

So the group went back to sorting out their belongings and picking out their valuables, but there was a problem with Louisa, who kept saying:

“Pacino, can you carry my suitcase alone? I don’t want the kids to carry it for me, who knows what they will do in the meantime.”

At these words, Pacino looked at her bewildered.

“You have a mountain of gold inside, don’t you? What could they do to your suitcase if it’s a few items of clothing?”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“Well, how should I know, everything is unknown until they do, right?”

Pacino was reluctant to go along with her, after all she had talked about letting someone pull it in, why would she bring it in, besides it was nothing valuable, why throw someone in like that.

“Pacino, if you don’t take him from me, I’m going to tell my aunt that you’re bullying me.”

Hearing this, Pacino sneered, “Well, go ahead and say it, you better call now and say I’m too bullying you to stay and ask your family to hurry up and pick you up ah.”

Louisa did not expect him to be so heartless, and as she watched Angelica and Manuel walk toward her, she openly sneered, “Then I’ll tell Angelica you like her!”

Pacino, who had been indifferent, paled when he heard this.

“Angelica, my brother him …”

Louisa had not even finished her sentence when Pacino covered her mouth, “Shut up, what are you talking about, how old is Angelica, what do you want?”

“So will you help me carry my suitcase?”