Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Adán Rouco carried Estrella Berrocal for a long, long time, Estrella Berrocal coveted the warmth of his back. When they reached the car, Adán Rouco pursed his thin lips, his handsome face, he did not speak, the atmosphere was silent and Estrella Berrocal did not dare to speak, she only looked at him several times in a row, the man was indifferent and she had to desist with resentment.

The Maybach drove smoothly down the road late at night, so quietly that you could hear the wind through the windows.

Santino Yepes had been driving for quite a while when he looked at them quietly in the rearview mirror. The two were sitting far apart, Adán Rouco near the left window and Estrella Berrocal on the far right, without exchanging a word.

Santino Yepes stiffened and broke the blockade: “So, … BOSS, where do we go back to now?”.

Shall we go back to the hotel or to Miss Estrella’s house?

Adam Rouco’s deep dark eyes looked at the small woman next to him and asked, “The address.”

“Sixth Street, Boa Residence.”

Estrella Berrocal said this address before biting her small mouth again and asking Adán Rouco in a low voice: “Is it true that you want to go to my house?”

Their house was small, so small that Adán Rouco couldn’t sleep on the couch even if he wanted to.

The man looked at her coldly and with a cold tone of voice, “Are you still trying to avoid me?”.

Estrella Berrocal, aggrieved, whispered, “I’m not … it’s just that my house is too small to sleep in.”

Adán Rouco simply ignored her.

Santino Yepes dropped them off at the Boa Residence and then drove back to the hotel.

Adán Rouco got out of the car with Estrella Berrocal, but the man had long legs and big steps, and in a few steps he had left her behind. Estrella Berrocal hurried to trot to keep up with him and said in a curt tone, “This is it, I live on the eighth floor, it’s a small independent apartment, but the rent is not cheap, it’s two thousand a month, and they only pay me five thousand a month…”

He must have lost the business with the Fadaisui Group tonight, he wouldn’t get paid for half a month and he wasn’t planning to ask for it.

Inside the elevator, Adán Rouco was staring, not even looking at her, and Estrella Berrocal was standing behind him, peeping through the reflective walls of the elevator like a little follower.

Was he still angry?

But why was he angry?

The elevator goes up and, upon reaching the eighth floor, it opens with a jingle and Adán Rouco steps forward with his long legs, followed by Estrella Berrocal, who opens the door.

When the door opens, Adán Rouco stands outside, staring coldly into the small room.

Estrella Berrocal, like a child, looked a little exhausted and dazed, changed her slippers and stood by the door, scratching her hair and saying, “There are no men’s slippers in the house, you can come in.”

Adán Rouco, who was tall and erect, bowed slightly before entering the house. Estrella Berrocal turned and gently closed the door, taking a deep breath before turning to follow the man into the house.

Adán Rouco’s first impression upon entering the house was that it was small, too small.

The second impression was that it was not only small, but also cluttered.

On the small sofa in the living room there were several women’s clothes in disarray and at random, which Estrella Berrocal had left in the morning in a hurry and had not had time to clean and arrange the clothes she had changed into.

Estrella Berrocal tried to pour him a glass of water, but after half a dozen attempts, only two drops came out and there was no more water. Adán Rouco’s eyes were fixed on her and, a little embarrassed, she smiled slyly: “I’m going to boil the water, you sit down and wait a while”.

Just as she walked past him with the kettle in her hand, her wrist was grabbed by the man, who took the kettle from her hand and without a word turned to go to the open kitchen.

Technically it was not a kitchen, but a cooking table.

Estrella Berrocal froze as she stood by the faucet to get the water and then placed the kettle on the pedestal.

There were several unwashed dishes in the sink, and when Adán Rouco’s eyes fell on them, Estrella Berrocal hurried over, blushing slightly as she explained that she had forgotten to wash them, while she grabbed a rag and turned on the faucet to wash them….

Adán Rouco had a fetish for cleanliness, of course she remembered.

Adán Rouco probably did not like the idea of her living alone in such a careless way.

The rag in her hand was taken from her by a large, slender, beautiful hand: “How many days have the dishes been piled up? Have you forgotten to wash them, or are you too lazy to do it?”.

The man’s voice was unconcerned, unable to perceive any mood of joy or anger.

“…”

The water ran, Adán Rouco squeezed out the detergent and, in his elegant clothes, stood in front of the sink washing the dishes …

Estrella Berrocal looked at the large, clean, slender hands, stained with foam and stains, and with her small face downcast, said sullenly, “I’d better do it myself.”

I don’t think Adán Rouco had ever done this before.

But he had only dared to talk about it, not to pick up a plate and wash it.

The man’s face was cold and intemperate, Estrella Berrocal looked at him as she washed and rinsed the grease off the dishes, suddenly declining, “I don’t know why, I’ve made a mess of my life, it wasn’t like that before, I lived alone in Paris for three years and I was fine…”Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Adán Rouco raised his eyes and glimpsed a package of instant noodles lying in the corner of the kitchen table, already unwrapped, half-eaten and half-leftover, dry by the looks of it.

On the trip from La Ciudad Santa to the city of S, Adán Rouco was more angry than worried, angry because she had left without saying goodbye, angry because she had lied to him and refused to continue lying, the type of person he hated the most was the one who gave up in the middle of something, and Estrella Berrocal was that type.

At this moment, Adán Rouco is standing in this small, narrow room of about six square meters, and the rage hidden in his heart has disappeared, leaving him with a vague sense of anguish.

Adán Rouco polished his plate and listened to her soft voice.

“You must think I’m miserable now, Adam Rouco, you say I have no heart, but you are the cruelest, you knew I wanted something more for you, but you pretended you knew nothing, you remained unconditionally good to me, you gave me everything, you taught me to love, and then you took it all away from me. If only, if only you had stopped me earlier and unmasked me, I wouldn’t be in such a miserable situation now.”

justified Estrella Berrocal, standing with her face hanging over the kitchen table, fingers digging into the palm of her hand, not knowing whether to be saddened by her indiscretion or to protest against Adán Rouco.

The man’s large, tightly clenched, slender hands, having polished the last plate, placed it on the counter and, with one hand in his pocket, turned sideways to look at her with some amusement.

That night he had waited for her at the Banyan Tree Hotel for so long, and she had stood him up, even though she had dropped a depth charge on him, bringing Analena Lozada along unannounced, and presuming to make a couple of him and Analena Lozada.

If Adán Rouco had not been sane and Estrella Berrocal had been so right, he would have felt sorry for her, from beginning to end.

“Estrella Berrocal, why didn’t I realize before that you defended yourself so well? Or is it only in front of me that you are so eloquent?”

Estrella Berrocal, a little confused, murmured shyly, “I tell the truth…”

Adán Rouco had no intention of reasoning with her; men who reason with women have some problems of intelligence and emotional intelligence, in general.

“It’s my fault, but isn’t it your fault that you gave my son raw instant noodles?”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal did not answer, what does she mean by eating raw instant noodles?

She had not.

Adán Rouco raised his arm, picked up the open package of instant noodles from the corner of the kitchen table and tossed it in front of her.

Estrella Berrocal’s mouth twitched and she was speechless.

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