A charade?
Anna did not expect him to think of making a scene at this hour.
Was all this trivial in her mind?
“Since you think I’m making a scene, don’t come back to me, that’s all for today.”
With that, Anna immediately turned and went inside, shutting Matteo out with a bang.
And the two eavesdropping behind the door met Anna’s eyes immediately after the door closed.
Three people, wide-eyed, staring at each other.
After a long time, Giancarlo awkwardly rubbed his nose and said with a sarcastic smile, “Anna, it’s normal for young lovers to fight together, you are an angry girl, but don’t be so mean.
Anna remained motionless, her face ashen.
Giancarlo continued, “Your mother and I heard the conversation you just had with Matthew, and although we think you spoke very forcefully,…”
“Dad, Mom.”
Anna looked at the two seriously and whispered, “I’m breaking up with him.”
Amelia: “…”
Giancarlo: “…”
“I can’t be with him anymore.”
Turning toward them, Amelia did not expect Anna to say the same thing and cautiously asked, “What’s going on?”
Anna didn’t really want to say, she shook her head, “Anyway, I won’t be with him anymore.”
“Anna, I’ve already told you that you have to talk about everything, but isn’t it a bit serious to talk about a breakup when you’re fighting?”
Seriously?
After Anna knew she was an intruder, this kind of solution didn’t seem serious to her at all, breaking up was the best way to end it.
“I’m going to bed.”
So, without further explanation, she turned and went to her room.
Amelia and Giancarlo looked at each other, “What do you think?”
Giancarlo: “How should I know? It seems that things are serious with this girl, why don’t … ask Matteo what’s going on?”
Amelia thought it was only fair, after all, she had seen how much Matteo liked that girl at first, and now she said they had broken up, there must be a reason for that.
With that in mind, Amelia was ready to calmly open the door.
Who knew Anna would come out of the room at that time and tell them, “Mom and Dad, go to bed, no one can ask questions about this, I’ve made up my mind anyway.”
Amelia’s hand stopped just as she was about to open the door.
Giancarlo could only pat her on the back, “Anna said this, so let’s leave it alone and wait a few days for her to get over it.”
Because she was his daughter, Amelia, he nodded as he stood beside her.
Matthew waited outside for a long time, trying to call Anna, but her phone was always off, as if she was trying to fight with herself.
It was not just Anna’s house, and it was late at night, so he was too embarrassed to disturb the two elders.
If he had known, he should have taken Anna to the car when she went out.
Then he would have locked her in the car and said what he wanted to say inside, and if he wanted to get angry, he would have gotten angry inside.
Now what …
Matthew stood up and clutched his temples, weariness coming out of his eyes.
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Anna could not hold back her tears once she returned to her room, and went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water to clear her mind.
Then she looked at herself in the mirror with puffy eyes, took a deep breath and forced a smile into the mirror.
It didn’t matter, it wasn’t too late to find out, at least she hadn’t told Matthew that she was pregnant and hadn’t completely lost face after all.
Pregnancy …
The thought of being pregnant brought a smile to Anna’s face that she could no longer maintain, her hand slowly descending to caress her belly.
Why?
Why was she pregnant at this moment? Anna had been so happy when she had found out she was pregnant, but now?
She had broken up with Matteo, what would happen to the baby?
She had thought that she would never like anyone else in her life but Matteo, and even now she felt that way.
But she could no longer be with him, and the baby …
Anna slowly closed her eyes, did she want to deliver it herself or abort it?
The next day, Amelia’s tone was cautious when she went to wake Anna up. Who knew Anna actually seemed to be in good shape, quietly drinking her porridge and then eating her donuts, she seemed to have a decent appetite.
Amelia was a little frightened because she thought her daughter had lost her appetite, but she did not expect her to eat.
Anna finished her breakfast in silence, and when she looked up and found her mother and father staring blankly at her, she asked, “Mother and father, why aren’t you eating? Can you get enough just by watching me eat?”
Mother and father did not expect her to flirt, and after a mutual glance, Amelia cautiously asked, “Anna, are you okay?”
Anna smiled, “What can I do? Mom, don’t worry, come and have breakfast.”
Giancarlo also felt that his daughter was not in the right state, so he asked, “Are you sure? It’s only been one night, did you make up on the phone last night?”
A reconciliation?
How could it be?
Anna still had a smile on her face, but it faded a little when she heard Giancarlo’s words, but she quickly resumed, “No, we won’t make up, mom and dad, what I said last night is true, it won’t change.”
After hearing these words from their daughter, the two had a million doubts in their hearts.
“I know you want to know what happened, but I’m not really in the mood to talk about it now, so why don’t I tell you when I get my mood in order then.”
Amelia reached out to cover her wrist, “Silly girl, you can tell us if you want to, but if you don’t want to, then don’t, we’re your parents, we’re not going to force you all the time. It’s just that you’re making this decision, don’t you regret it?”
Regret?
Although she would be sad to leave Matteo, and she liked Matteo, and even if she did her love for him was probably too much to take him back, but … if she had to stay by his side as a third party, then she would not accept that identity in any way.
Leaving is the best option.
So Anna shook her head.
“No regrets.”
So resolute, the Roosters said no more.
Soon Anna said she had to go first to open the store and left.
After she left, Amelia sighed, “It was fine before, but why is it suddenly so big? Anna looks like there’s no turning back.”
“Forget it, let the girl decide for herself.”
“Sure. Are you going to force her to make up with Matteo? The boy seems nice enough, but … we should respect our daughter’s decision.”
“It’s a shame, I like that boy Matteo ….”