Chapter 197 She is Angry
Her attitude now contrasted sharply with her previous friendliness.
Giorgio looked at her face, his eyes barely showing any darkness, and said lightly, "Do you think I want to sleep with you?"
Anna: "..."
Yes, he didn't want to sleep with her; he wanted someone else.
"This is for the best. Charlie will sleep in the middle tonight, and you will sleep on the outside."
After speaking, she turned to the wardrobe to take her clothes, then went into the bathroom and closed the door.
Giorgio snorted coldly and sat on the couch with a stern expression.
Charlie: "..."
It's over, these two have no chance.
But Mr. Dalio must be with Anna Wu now, so who will take Anna? How pitiful.
He ran to Giorgio's side and said, "Daddy, you actually like Anna, right? I feel that you treat her differently from other women."
Like that woman? Differently?
Huh, Giorgio thought of Anna's rapid change in attitude just now and her resistance and disdain towards him. The corners of his lips curled coldly, "I'm not blind, she's just annoying enough."
"No, Daddy, you're lying! I can sense that you clearly..."
"Charlie, you've given your emotional intelligence in exchange for your intelligence. It's impossible for me to like her or anyone else. Also, I haven't settled the accounts from earlier in the courtyard with you, and now you're talking nonsense again. Are you planning to combine the new and old debts together?"
Giorgio's voice turned icy cold.
Charlie trembled and shook his head vigorously. He closed his mouth, turned around, and ran to the bed.
In the bathroom, Anna, who had forgotten to take her clothes, stood at the door, clutching it tightly.
The small hand of the handle gradually retracted.
Is it annoying enough?
No matter whom she likes, is it impossible to be liked?
Ah, it seems that she guessed it right. He never made those intimate gestures towards her out of love, only out of physical or simple possessiveness.
Bastard.
...
The next morning.
Anna woke up, just like before, her son still snuggled up beside her, cute and obedient like a little cat. Giorgio sat on the couch, looking at work documents.
The atmosphere was quiet and serene.
If an outsider were to see this scene, they would definitely think it was a happy family of three.
In reality, their relationship was distant and complicated.
Anna only glanced at Giorgio, then her gaze fell on Charlie's fair face:
"Charlie, how about Anna accompanies you to school today? It's boring at home anyway, so it's better to go and make some friends with other kids."
Charlie didn't resist the outside world because of Anna, but Anna only had a few days left before she had to leave, so they had to make the most of their time.
He looked pitifully at her and said, "Anna, in the last few days, I want to be with you. Please don't make me go to kindergarten. I promise you, even when you're not here, I'll be obedient, go to school, and make new friends. I just want to be with you now."
His voice was soft, pleading, and aggrieved, like a poor child who could be abandoned at any moment, melting the hearts of those who listened.
Anna's heart tightened. Did Charlie know she was leaving?
She hugged him tenderly and said, "Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have rushed you to kindergarten. I'll be with you these days."
"Yay, that's great! Stupid dad doesn't appreciate Anna, but I appreciate Anna," Charlie said, intentionally speaking louder and directing his words at certain people.
On the couch, Giorgio's fingertips on the documents paused, and he looked up, suddenly casting a cold glance at Charlie.
Who was he reflecting on?
Seeing Giorgio's icy expression, Anna knew he didn't like Charlie saying things like that and softly reminded him, "Charlie, be good. Don't meddle between Anna and your dad in the future, it embarrasses Anna.
Besides..."
She paused for a moment before continuing, "Anna has a boyfriend, don't you know? You used to really like Mr. Dalio."
She wanted to cut off the child's thoughts, only by cutting off could they part without pain.
Charlie liked Simon, and he knew it was wrong to vie for Anna's attention, but he still wanted Anna and his dad to be together.
He thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, Anna, you're right. I won't meddle between you and my dad anymore.
Last night, my dad said even if you were the last woman left in the world, he wouldn't like you. You should just be with Mr. Dalio, he's the best man I've ever met."
Did he say that last night?
And he dared to say that there was another man who was the best?
This brat, he couldn't possibly be his biological child!
Giorgio's mouth twitched fiercely, he glanced at Anna's delicate face, wanting to say something.
But Anna spoke indifferently.
"Mmm, this is the most obedient Charlie, come on, I'll make you the most delicious vegetable noodles."
She led the child out of bed, with natural movements and her usual attitude.
She didn't care at all!
If that's the case, why bother explaining?
Being overly sentimental!
Giorgio picked up the documents and went downstairs directly.
After Anna saw him off, her black and white eyes dimmed for a moment, but she didn't say anything. She led Charlie to the bathroom.
Charlie secretly glanced at Giorgio's aloof figure as he left, raising an eyebrow.
Hmph, if he's not open-hearted, he's just proud and arrogant. Well, he'll change his plan and see who can tolerate it~~
Breakfast.
Anna made noodles for Charlie, not originally planning to make any for Giorgio. However, considering the many people in the house, she still made a bowl for him.
Then, with a standard smile hanging on her face, she gently presented it to him:
"Giorgio, this is a bowl of noodles made with love for you. Enjoy it."
Her voice was soft, her smile beautiful, her attitude delicate—absolutely enchanting, gentle.
But for some reason, all Giorgio saw was one word: fake.
Fake smile, fake attitude, even the gaze was fake.
An indescribable feeling welled up inside him. He glanced at her coldly, made a disinterested sound, and pulled a strand of noodles, elegantly consuming it.
Then, his entire body stiffened!
These noodles... so salty and spicy. How much salt and spice did she put in!
"What's wrong? Isn't it tasty?" Anna blinked her eyes, looking worried.
That innocent yet clearly contrived appearance was clearly intentional!
Giorgio saw through her thoughts at a glance as he looked at her sly and agile figure like a fox, his throat tightening.
"Cough, cough!"
He almost choked!
Anna felt pleased and, upon noticing someone approaching, quickly smiled and said, "If there's no problem, enjoy your meal. I'll go tidy up the car and wait for you."
Then, she hurriedly ran off.
Giorgio was so angry that he wanted to spit out the noodles in his mouth. Beatrice came over with Viviana, supporting her.
"Wow, Giorgio, Katherine made food for you again!" Beatrice's envious and admiring gaze fell upon the bowl of noodles, making her drool.
"Giorgio, are you not going to eat it yet? Can I have it?" She sat down and tried to grab the noodles.
Giorgio swallowed the unpleasant noodles forcefully.
If they were to find out that Anna intentionally made such terrible noodles to mess with him, how would he explain?
Suppressing the salty taste in his mouth, he said, "Take your hands off, can't you see I've already eaten? Next time, I'll let Katherine make it for you."
Beatrice complained in a sulking tone, "Sadly, I want to eat something made by Katherine right now. You don't know, Grandma, Katherine's cooking skills are getting better and better."
Viviana said, "Let Katherine make something for you when we get back tonight. For now, let's sit here and watch Giorgio eat."
Giorgio: "..."
Watch him eat!
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