Chapter 108 Continuing the Facade
The intonation of the word "darling" carried a sinister aura.
Anna looked up. The man towered over her, exuding a stricter and more oppressive authority, suffocating her without any visible force. She pursed her lips and responded, "It's none of your concern. I'm standing in for Katherine and need you to help me with something."
It was the first time Giorgio had heard someone speak so directly to him, and his eyebrows furrowed. "Are you negotiating with me or threatening me?"
"Whichever way you understand it," Anna replied. In reality, she just wanted his assistance, but since he put it that way, it was fine. As long as she got the help she needed.
Giorgio chuckled lightly, leaning in closer. His deep, pitch-black eyes locked onto her. "Are you sure you want to take Katherine's place?"
Well, they were married and had toasted together. Wasn't that already taking her place?
Anna was about to respond when Giorgio's slender hand exerted a slight pressure, lifting her face. In a dark and husky voice, he said, "Katherine knows how to please me. And you?"
Just after the toast, she wanted to go find Simon, which would only make him angry!
Katherine knew how to please him? So they had been intimate so many times. That kiss they shared at the wedding, he was so skilled, so it must have been repeated thousands or hundreds of times with Katherine or other women to have such expertise.
The thought of him kissing Katherine and then kissing her made Anna feel a sense of resistance and rejection. "I'm only taking Katherine's place figuratively, not physically. Don't overthink it."
She was like a rose with thorns.
Giorgio lowered his body again, his gaze trailing down her face before returning to her eyes. He asked, "So, how far have you gotten with Simon? Have you pleased him?"
Anna's face tightened, why was he asking these intimate questions? What did it have to do with him? His possessiveness was strong.
Not wanting anything to do with him, she replied, "I have pleased him countless times—so many that if it weren't for contraception, Penny would probably have siblings by now."
"Uh..." His chin suddenly stung.
He wished he could crush her chin.
In a cold, stern tone, he said, "If you dare to have any involvement with him again, don't blame me for not being polite."
After saying these words, he let go of her face and walked away without looking back.
If he stayed for one more second, he was afraid he couldn't restrain his emotions and would crush her.
The air felt cold.
Anna rubbed her chin and wondered if this man had a tendency for domestic violence. Why did he grip so tightly?
As expected, she wasn't wrong. His possessiveness as a man was at play, and he didn't want her to have any relationship with Simon.
As for Simon, she was already a burden to him, and she would definitely not cause him any more trouble.
She squinted for a while, planning to wait until her head wasn't so dizzy before going to see Penny.
But she ended up sleeping until the evening.
"Mrs. Vittorio, Mrs. Vittorio? Wake up, it's time to change into your evening gown." The friendly voice of the makeup artist kept ringing.
Anna opened her eyes and saw the dark sky outside. She rubbed her eyes.
"What time is it?"
"Mrs. Vittorio, it's already 6 PM. The dinner is about to begin."
What? 6 PM?!
Her Penny was still alone in the hospital!
"I'm not feeling well. Can I skip the dinner?" She wanted to sneak out and see Penny.
The makeup artist looked hesitant. "I'm sorry, I can't make that decision. Maybe you should ask Mr. Vittorio?"
Ask him?
She wanted his help earlier, but he ignored her. If she finds him now, wouldn't it be seeking death?
Anna sighed helplessly. "Do you know how long the dinner will last?"
The makeup artist answered fluently, "The dinner will end at 7:30 PM, followed by a ball and fireworks until 9:09 PM."
There's also a ball and fireworks?
No, she couldn’t let Penny stay alone until that late.
"Just help me with something simple. I'll go out and find Mr. Vittorio."
"Alright."
Although the makeup artist agreed verbally, it took her a full twenty minutes to prepare Anna.
A white silk Korean-style dress, a pearl hairpin, delicate silver earrings, exuding a sweet and pure elegance.
There was no time to say more. Anna stood up, quickly went downstairs, and looked for Giorgio.
At this moment, Giorgio was mingling among the guests, chatting eloquently, dazzlingly magnificent.
Even though the crowd was large, his presence could still be easily noticed.
"Mr. Vittorio, your wife has arrived."
"Mrs. Vittorio is truly beautiful," someone remarked.
Giorgio turned his gaze and saw Anna in her small, white dress. A hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but quickly concealed it.
He smiled faintly, remained silent, and exuded a cold, aloof demeanor.
Was he still angry? Was he planning to ignore her?
Damn it, he pinched her chin. Who should be mad at whom?
Anna felt angry and defiant, but she had no choice but to lower her head under his roof. She walked over, wearing a standard smile.
"Hello, everyone. Thank you for the compliments. Mr. Vittorio, come here, I want to talk to you about something."
Seeing her acting mysteriously, some couldn't help but tease, "Oh, Mr. Vittorio, is this what we think it is?"
"Is this about finding Mr. Vittorio to have a private conversation?"
"Talking sweet nothings, or discussing having a second child?"
"We could have another little princess."
"But shouldn't Mrs. Vittorio change how she addresses Mr. Vittorio? It's time for a new title."
"Yes, yes, call him 'husband,' call him 'husband'!"
One person started the cheer, and others joined in.
Soon, the surrounding area was filled with people, some even taking out their phones to record.
Anna felt extremely embarrassed.
"Um... I'm not used to it yet..."
"Oh come on, once you say it, you'll get used to it. Don't you all agree?"
"Yes, yes, we agree!"
Anna was speechless.
"Mr. Vittorio, Mrs. Vittorio seems quite shy. Maybe you should call her 'wife' first," someone suddenly suggested.
Everyone thought it was a great idea. "Yes, Mr. Vittorio, call her 'wife' first."
"Mr. Vittorio, you're a grown man. Are you shy too?"
"I never expected Mr. Vittorio to be so innocent."
Amidst the teasing and laughter, Giorgio's cold, handsome face showed no expression as he glanced at Anna, who resisted and opposed him with her eyes.
Huh, she seemed pretty comfortable when she called Simon?
For some reason, he didn't want to let her off easily. He walked over and said, "My babe, since everyone's so enthusiastic and friendly, how about you call me something intimate for once?"
His voice was deep, husky, not gentle, but his inherently magnetic tone had a special charm.
Anna felt that he was deliberately embarrassing her, putting her in a difficult position.
"Mrs. Vittorio, it's your turn."
Everyone started urging her.
Her voice was small, barely audible.
"......this is my hu...husband..."
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