Virginity in second marriages

Chapter 1635 - Dreaming of you

So Angelica slept for a long time on Manuel's back .

Not only did she fall asleep, but she also dreamed.

In her dreams, she became an adult.

Then she got everything she wanted, and Angelica thought, It's good to be an adult, to be free from Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

everything.

But before she could seriously examine what it meant to be an adult, she was awakened by Manuel.

Angelica could only open her eyes in a daze.

"Manuel?"

"Awake?"

Manuel looked at her with a helpless look in his eyes, " - You don't usually sleep well, and then so

deeply asleep?"

He called her for a long time before waking her up.

Angelica was still in a fog, so without any caution, she leaned on Manuel and said in the same

confused state:

"I just dreamed of you."

The girl's emotions were obvious, passionate and simple, without any difficulty, that's how Manuel saw

her.

Such emotions ...... Manuel deepened his eyes a little.

"Dreaming about what?"

"Oh." Angelica grunted softly, "I won't tell you."

Having said that, she realized that she was now being held by Manuel, sitting on a stone not far from

the school entrance, while Manuel's hand was around her shoulder.

This action made their behavior seem incredibly intimate, and Angelica blushed a little and struggled to

get up.

Manuel hugged her, helping her up.

"Don't worry, you just woke up, do you want to take a break?"

"What time is it?" Angelica asked.

" - The doors will close soon, you can rest a little, then you will go."

"Huh?

Is it almost time to go in?"

Angelica stood up a little agitated, "I better go first then, you go back to school soon."

Manuel got up with her and accompanied her to the school gate.

The girl was about to rush toward the school gates when she suddenly thought of something and

stopped in her tracks, then turned her head to look at Manuel.

"Manuel?"

"What?"

Angelica half-closed her cherry pink lips and whispered emphatically, "Don't forget what you promised

me today."

Manuel was stunned for a moment, then his lips curled and he stepped forward to rub her head and

pinch her cheeks, " - What are you thinking? If I promised you, I surely won't forget.

The little girl's eyes lit up: " Good night!"

And then she entered the school with a satisfied heart.

Manuel stopped at the school gate and waited a long time for her to enter before withdrawing his gaze

and exiting the school.

There was a shuttle bus at that moment, so Manuel intended to take it to go back.

As soon as he reached the platform, he saw a familiar figure: Pacino.

Pacino was sitting there, his whole figure looked a little lost, when he heard footsteps he knew it was

Manuel coming, and a smile on his lips was a little sarcastic, "You know what you're doing, right?"

Manuel half-closed his thin lips and did not answer.

"If you're in a clear mind right now, you know what you did the other day, right?"

Manuel still did not answer.

Receiving no response, Pacino suddenly stood up in irritation and looked angrily at Manuel.

"Do you understand that in this way you will not only make her surrender on the contrary you will

confuse her even more?

In his agitation, Pacino reached out and grabbed Manuel by the collar, "Do you know?"

Manuel's expression was indifferent as he said indifferently, " , Why should I force her to give me up?

At those words, Pacino immediately froze and then looked at him incredulously, as if he had heard a

big joke.

"You, what did you say?"

Manuel pushed his hand away and stepped to the side, not taking back his words.

" So you cared about her?"

Pacino said amused, "Didn't you deny it earlier when I asked?"

"It wasn't a denial."

Manuel corrected him with a frown of disappointment, "I didn't want you to ruin her reputation, how old

is she?"

"And if you know how old she is, what are you doing right now?

- Why should I force her to give up on me? As you said, if it really depended only on me, then at a

certain age she would be able to figure it out on her own, without my intervention, so why should I do

something that would make her sad and upset?

Hearing this, Pacino froze, most likely because he had a personal agenda, and although he agreed

with Manuel on this statement, he did not want to agree with him because of his selfishness.

"How do you know he will find out?

What if he never finds out for the rest of his life?"

Manuel turned his head and looked at him, the dim light from the platform's streetlights half reflected off

his face, increasing the beauty of his already three-dimensional features.

"If I can't find out in one lifetime, what's the harm in letting her wallow for the rest of her life?"

Pacino: "......"

Are there still unclear moments?

Manuel's thoughts were obvious, if he kept asking, no good would come of it.

It's funny, in fact, Pacino himself realized this a long time ago, but he didn't believe it and thought he

still had a chance. He said nothing more, and his whole body leaned back in a stone chair.

A moment later, he laughed bitterly, "I see your point, you'd better not let her down, and if you dare to

make her shed a tear, I'll rip it away from you mercilessly, and at that point, we won't even be brothers."

Manuel remained silent, he and Pacino have been friends for many years, he knows him well, and if

Pacino liked Angelica, they would still make a good couple....

The bus arrived and Manuel got on and swiped his card, noticing that the man behind him was not

following him, turned his head and asked, "Aren't you coming up?"

Pacino was sitting there, his whole being seemed shrouded in shadow.

"Pacino?"

After a moment he finally managed to look up and gave Manuel a reluctant smile, "You come back, I'm

going to do something fun tonight."

And when he says he's going to do something fun, he means he's going drinking.

Manuel was silent for a moment and nodded his head.

Everyone was an adult and responsible for their own words and actions, and there was no point in him

bothering Pacino to do whatever he wanted to do.

The shuttle driver, seeing that Pacino had no intention of getting on, closed the door behind him and

left.

Pacino sat alone in a long chair under the dim street light, his heart depressed as if filled with sand, so

uncomfortable he could barely breathe.

He kept reassuring himself that if only Angelica could be happy, no matter who she was with, and

wouldn't it be better if she could be with Calligaris?

At least Manuel was a good man, and much more reassuring than being with himself.

But why was his heart so sick?

Pacino broke down and put his hands to his face.