Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 231: Unless you really want a divorce

Serena had just been taken by Cristian inside an office, and just as she was wondering how they could

let them in so freely, she heard a familiar voice.

"What are you people doing here?"

And there Serena unexpectedly saw a person coming out of the office: Beatrice Marchetti. Serena had

not expected to see her at all, and she had a feeling that this aunt was really everywhere.

"Oh, Serena, but how did you hurt yourself like that?" said Aunt Beatrice who was startled at the sight

of Serena looking like that. Auntie now looked much more worried than the time she had seen Serena

drugged. After all, now the wounds were all external: face, neck, arms, legs were all covered with small

and large wounds, a truly frightening scene, as if Serena...had been a victim of rape.

"Cristian, didn't I already tell you to look after your wife? And you call that protecting her?"

Cristian was petrified speechless. Accused like this by his aunt, Cristian also felt that he had failed in

his mission to protect his wife. In the past he had never given the matter any importance, however,

now...Serena was covered with wounds from head to toe.

Cristian, dark in the face and in a cold voice, said, "Now doctor her."

"Of course I'll medicate her. You go away in the meantime." Beatrice then first helped Serena out of the

wheelchair, then accompanied Cristian out of the room and, once the door was closed, returned to

Serena to medicate her wounds.

"Take off your clothes first, let me see the situation a bit."

Serena, who had once before undressed in front of her aunt, did not hesitate this time and immediately

unbuttoned her clothes, but as she took them off, she felt a sharp pain.

"Wait!" said the aunt who, moving in front of her, continued, "But who did this to you? Who moved you

all this violence? Here the clothes are all stuck to the wounds, woe to you if you pull hard. I'll help you

take them off."

Serena, not being able to see how her back was bruised, could only rely on Beatrice's help, but

although she moved very carefully, Serena felt such pain that she frowned and bit her lip to keep from

screaming.

"All right," said Beatrice after a few moments.

Finally undressed, Beatrice could see her back, but she could not help closing her eyes in fright. So he

sat her down, intimidating her not to move, and went to fetch the necessities to medicate her.

Leaving the room, Beatrice saw Cristian and unceremoniously went to him and kicked his leg. Cristian

felt a sharp pain, but merely furrowed his brow.

"This time I don't need to tell you anything, just go yourself and see how she's looking." And so saying,

Beatrice walked away to fetch the medicines.

Cristian stood motionless thinking about Serena's condition: just now he had only been able to see the

visible wounds, only God knows how she might have been tanned under her clothes.

Having taken the necessary medication, Beatrice saw that Cristian had remained motionless outside

the room and therefore, even angrier, addressed him again, "You are such a stubborn man!" and then

returned to Serena. Cristian, on the other hand, remained outside, also waiting for Luca Russo to be

heard.

Beatrice began to dress Serena's wounds, and it took quite a while before she dressed them all.

Serena meanwhile continued to worry about Geneva, and as soon as her aunt was finished, she

quickly put her clothes back on and got off the crib.

"I have bothered you so many times, I thank you," she said.

"Between relatives you have to help each other, and then I didn't do anything much. However for your

wounds...you must not get them wet, and you must medicate them every day."

"All right, I'll be careful," Serena replied, nodding her head.

"Ah, but besides the superficial wounds, do you hurt anywhere else?"

Serena thought about it for a moment, but she had no pain anywhere in particular....

"It's okay, by the look of you, you don't seem to have any particular problems. You still have to be

careful, though, remember that you are pregnant. In the future...avoid these things."

Serena at these words realized that she had again forgotten that she was pregnant. She had thought

that if the others wanted to fight, she would go along with them; even she did not know that she had

become so impulsive. That then in truth she just wanted to attempt a rapprochement, who knew that

then...they would lose control.

"All right," Serena said as she nodded, promising herself in the future to never forget that she was

pregnant again.

But seeing that she was getting ready to leave, Beatrice did not refrain from telling her, "Stay here and

rest. I have to go for an operation now, as soon as I come back I will check if your wounds have

become infected."

"But I...."

"For all the other things, or if there is anything that worries you, I will tell Cristian."

"...Alright, thank you Auntie!"

Cristian stayed outside for a long time waiting until Luca got in touch: the woman had managed to give

birth, however, what he expected to be a boy was actually a girl, and Francis was now in despair. In

any case, both mother and baby were fine, so Serena no longer had to worry.

Serena could rest easy, though...now it was their turn to worry. They had reduced Serena to that state,

surely they didn't think they would get off so easily?

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went down."

As soon as the phone call ended, Cristian saw Beatrice coming out and asked her, "How are your

injuries?"

"Oh, are you worried now? I thought you didn't want your wife or baby anymore!"

"Who said I don't want them?" asked Cristian cruising his face.

"Oh yeah? And what are you doing then?" asked Beatrice in a doubtful tone, "I already told you last

time: as a man you have to protect your wife. And you, on the other hand, what are you doing?"

"I don't know what she's been doing," replied Cristian thoughtfully, "Besides, she's been strange lately."

"Strange? Tell me, strange in what way?"

Cristian looked Beatrice in the face: since his mother's death, he had only her left as a relative. And he

did not know who could help him bring clarity to his doubts.

Perhaps just talking to his aunt would help him.

So, with a serious look, he told his aunt about Serena's strange attitude in the last period. "So what? I

mean, she's acting normal and you're not happy?" asked Auntie half-closing her eyes.

"She is strange," said Cristian disconsolately.

"No doubt she is strange," said Beatrice changing her tone of voice, almost as if to taunt him, "But have

you ever thought about why she is acting so strangely? As your aunt, I have to tell you something:

women are sentimental, touchy. If she has changed her attitude, surely it is because she has made a

decision: either you did something that made her completely lose hope, or you said something that led

her to this change. Otherwise, a person alone...could never change so easily. Think about it, what

could you have done?"

What could he have done to her?

Cristian moistened his lips: even he could not focus on what he could possibly have done to her.

"To tell the truth, since you married her, you should be happy together. Unless...you really want to

divorce her...."