Chapter 190: y cat and mouse with him


    Cristian''s gaze became even colder, "Who allowed you to call her aunt?"


    The cold air immediately enveloped Serena. She contracted her neck and intimidatedly lowered her


    eyes, not answering his question.


    "Who are you talking to?" Beatrice looked at her niece, "How dare you talk to your wife like that?


    Serena, ignore him. Rest well, I will teach him a lesson." After saying this, she got up and stood in front


    of Cristian. He frowned, but before he could react, Beatrice suddenly reached out and grabbed his ear,


    forcing him to follow her, "Youe out with me."


    Seeing this, Serena was shocked for she had never seen such an expression on Cristian''s face: anger,


    shame and rage were exchanged on his face and in his eyes. But there was nothing the man could do


    with his aunt, except to ask in a cold voice, "Let me go."


    "Don''t even think about it," Beatrice replied, "Come outside with me. I have something to tell you."


    "Damn!" he was so angry, but he could only follow Auntie obediently.


    After they came out, Serena turned her gaze to Luca who was standing by the door. Feeling


    embarrassed, he said, "Aunt Beatrice is like that. She is the only person in the world that Mr. Cristian


    can do nothing but obey what she says."


    Serena nodded in understanding. In fact, it showed. Although he was cold in character, but he had so


    much respect for hisaunt. Despite being so angry, he did not scold Beatrice.


    However...if the person who pulled his ears was old Mr. Alessandro, she thought Cristian would have


    already started scolding him.


    Outside the door, Beatrice''s hand was still on Cristian''s ear as she yelled at him, "Tell me what the hell


    are you thinking? How dare you bully a woman? Are you ashamed of yourself?"


    "But I didn''t bully her! Let go of me right now!" faced with Auntie''s usation, Cristian replied, as he


    tried to free his abused ear that turned red. His face was grim, but Beatrice did not care at all. She


    continued, "If you did not mistreat her, why are you so aggressive with tone of voice? Don''t you know


    you have to be a gentleman withdy? All right, I know you are cold in nature and do not consider


    women, but Serena is your wife. So you must at least do your duty as a husband, right?"


    He did not answer.


    "Do you hear me?" Beatrice asked again.


    Cristian half-closed his lips and reiterated with irritation, "Auntie, this is my personal matter. It''s none of


    your business, OK?"


    When Beatrice heard this, she raised her eyebrows, "You don''t like me meddling in your business?


    Your mother had asked me to take care of you before she died, and that''s how you talk to your aunt?"


    After saying this, the atmosphere became even colder than before. Beatrice noticed this difference,


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    tightened her lips and withdrew her hand, said, "Well, Auntie only casually mentioned your mother.


    Don''t think too much. But don''t forget about what I just told you. Be nice to Serena. She''s a good girl."


    Hearing these words, Cristian raised his eyebrows and sneered, "How can Auntie think she''s a good


    girl?"


    "Look at you sitting in a wheelchair. Who want to marry you?" replied Beatrice.


    "There are many women who are willing to marry me in the Ferrari Family."


    "You also know that those people would only marry with you for the Ferrari family heritage, not because


    they love you. If your surname is not Ferrari and you''re not the president of the Ferrari Family Group,


    do you think there will be women who want to marry with you? Unless they are blind in both sight and


    heart," Beatrice treated Cristian with absolute nonchnce and spoke to him frankly. Her ability to


    anger people could rival with Cristian.


    He scowled and asked, "Why do you want to attack me with your words?"


    "Can''t you see the truth? Auntie just wants to tell you that Serena is not bad. If you miss a girl like this,


    you will regret it!"


    "How do you know she didn''t marry me for money?"


    Hearing the question, Beatrice huffed and sneered with her hands in her arms, "If she is really a vain


    woman, then she would not marry you with a child and she certainly will not try desperately to protect


    her child after you found out."


    "But it is her lingering love for her ex-husband that leads her to protect that child." Cristian reiterated.


    "As far as I know, she has no feelings with her ex-husband. She is just a mother defending her child.


    That''s all," Beatrice continued.


    He huffed coldly, still clinging to his thoughts.


    Beatrice: "I heard Luca say that she defended you when others said you were crippled. Cristian, if you


    think such a girl is really greedy for vanity, then you are really blind!"


    "It''s gettingte. Let Luca take you home." He refused to continue the discussion with his aunt and


    returned directly to the room.


    Beatrice stared at his back and stammered, "Well you''re not happy to hear my words. That''s enough


    for today. I''m leaving."


    Luca was sent to apany Aunt Beatrice home. Only Cristian and Serena remained in the room.


    Serena, who remembered what had happened earlier, lost the courage to face him and as soon as he


    entered the room, she quicklyy down and pulled up the nket pretending to be asleep.


    The sound of rolling wheels stopped at her bedside. Serena hurriedly closed her eyes. While behind


    her, came the ever-mechanical voice of Cristian who was calling her. Hearing the words, her body was


    stilled.


    "Get up to help me to the bed," he continued.


    Serena''s eyes widened. Did he n to sleep here too? She did not move and pretended to be asleep.


    "Is this how you repay the one who had saved your life?" Cristian asked.


    Then Serena asked, "Isn''t there another room next door?" since Luca had booked a suite, there were


    other rooms next door. She and he had always slept separately before, so she hoped he could do as


    he always did and slept in another room.


    Cristian sneered, "I will sleep here."


    Serena could do nothing but get out of bed, "Then I''ll help you get into bed and you''ll sleep here, I''ll go


    on the other side" as she helped him out of the chair, she found that he did not move and his eyebrows


    wrinkled slightly. She raised her eyelids for a moment and gave him a puzzled look and said, "Move a


    little, otherwise how can I help you get on the bed?"


    Cristian stared at her and sneered, "You help me get on the bed, then you go to the other side? You


    really have good intentions. Why didn''t the same ideae to your mind earlier when you were trying


    to fit into my arms under the drug?"


    Mentioning the matter of the drug, Serena''s face immediately changed expression.


    He squeezed her wrist and ced her hand on his corbone, where the red mark still remained, "I''m


    sure you saw your masterpiece. That''s all you left behind."


    Frightened, Serena tried to retract her hand, but he brought it to his chest. He said, "Look, it''s obvious


    that you wanted me, but now you''re kicking me out? Woman, really, what you are doing now is not


    because you want to attract my attention?"