Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

In the colorful bar, on the swinging dance floor, Arella Rouco, dressed in a tight black leather choke, dances with the men around her.

The men, who from time to time tried to approach her to scrounge, were pushed back by Arella Rouco’s index finger against her shoulder, and the men were not at all offended, but rather enjoyed such a wild ride.

In the eyes of men, women who are too good at sex are often uninteresting and prefer to seek excitement.

Arella Rouco went down to the dance floor for three sets, finally tired and much calmer in her anger, before returning to the bar and ordering a Mortito with the bartender.

After taking a couple of sips of her Motito, Vanesa Bartolomé came over with the latest black Chanel bag and sat down next to her.

Vanesa Bartolome was Adán Rouco’s ex-girlfriend and knew Arella Rouco. Even after Vanesa Bartolome broke up with Adán Rouco, she maintained contact with Arella Rouco from time to time.

“Miss Vanessa, what would you like to drink?”

Vanesa Bartolome said to the waiter: “A whiskey”.

“What’s the matter, little princess, are you in a bad mood? Are you inviting me to the bar to talk about it?” asked Vanesa Bartolomé with a smile.

Arella Rouco’s fists clenched tightly at the thought of Estrella Berrocal, and she bit her lip, “Miss Vanesa, do you know my brother’s current wife, Estrella Berrocal?”

Vanesa Bartolomé was stunned, it seemed that Arella Rouco had a grudge against Estrella Berrocal…?

“I know her, what’s wrong, did she offend you…?”

“I just gave her a gentle push, her belly is now about to fail and my brother blames me, even my father speaks in favor of Estrella Berrocal, everyone is on her side, what’s the difference!”.

Arella Rouco’s tone, increasingly agitated, and a dark pleasure flashed in Vanesa Bartolomé’s eyes, “So, did you ask me out to the bar for Estrella Berrocal?”.

“Miss Vanesa, I really hate her, I hate her to death, before she came, my father was strict with me, but he certainly loved me, but now …. my father is going to give half his name to Estrella Berrocal, Se ñorita Vanesa, what do you think this is all about?”

Arella Rouco cried and threw herself into the arms of Vanesa Bartolomé, who stroked her head and asked with a frown, “Are you sure your father wants to give Estrella Berrocal half of the property in his name?”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Even if Fresco Rouco liked Estrella Berrocal, he was not related to her, so why would Fresco Rouco give half of his property to someone he was not related to?

Arella Rouco choked back a sob, “I don’t know why, but my father and Estrella Berrocal knew each other so well, I always felt that my father looked at her more than his own daughter, Miss Vanesa, what did I do wrong, why did my father do this to me?”

Vanesa Bartolomé reassured: “Of course you have done nothing wrong, Estrella Berrocal is not your father’s daughter, why would she keep half of the property?”

“Miss Vanessa, what the hell am I supposed to do? I’m not happy … I hate Estrella Berrocal so much for showing up … Because of her, my father and brother have started blaming me too … ”

Vanesa Bartolomé had a dark look on her face: “We have to think a lot about this? Did you just say that Estrella Berrocal can’t keep the baby in her womb?”.

“Yes, the doctor said he recommended abortion, but I don’t know if they will insist on the baby.”

“That means that son, perhaps, it is still possible, Arella, now you are guilty of having harmed Estrella Berrocal and her son, and you hate her so much that if in the future she were to give birth to that son, her position in Adam Rouco’s heart would be even greater, and it would only be more He is living happily, taking half of your father’s fortune with ease, why, can you really live with that?”

Arella Rouco’s fingertips, clenched in the palm of her hand, gritted her teeth with hatred: “No, I’ll never make it that easy for you”.

She was already in hell, why should Estrella Berrocal be in the clouds enjoying great happiness?

“Then let’s do it once and for all, and put an end to the child in her womb, once and for all.”

Arella Rouco’s watery eyes fluttered violently with some panic and alarm, only to be quickly replaced by a great wave of hatred.

“But if I do that, my brother won’t let me go.”

Vanesa Bartolomé’s red lips curved charmingly, “Of course your brother must not know.”

Vanesa Bartolomé leaned close to Arella Rouco’s ear and whispered softly.

…

Adán Rouco took Estrella Berrocal to Fabada and Estrella Berrocal only wanted to eat vegetables, so the scene turned into Estrella Berrocal taking care of the vegetables and Adán Rouco taking care of the meat.

Adán Rouco offered Estrella Berrocal two pieces of meat in her bowl, and Estrella Berrocal shook her head in disgust at the meat.

She has a reaction to pregnancy, can’t smell any fish and loves vegetables.

When he had eaten his fill, Estrella Berrocal asked Adán Rouco with a smile on her chin, “You look strange today.”

“Hmm? Where’s the weirdness?”

“Well, … he’s particularly submissive and spends weekday hours shopping with me doing all this boring stuff, I always feel like you’ve done something wrong. why the hell?”

Adán Rouco hitched his thin lips, “Mr. Adán is good to Mrs. Rouco, and you need a reason?”

When we left the restaurant, there was a gray sky outside and small snowflakes were already falling.

It’s almost New Year’s Eve, the roads are decorated with lights and it’s snowing, so it’s especially festive.

The road, already wet, was snowing little by little, with no tendency to stop.

Adam Rouco looked at the falling snow and said, “This is the first snow of the year in The Holy City. ”

“Really? Then we’ll have to walk into the snow.”

It is said that lovers who turn white with the first snow can stay together for the rest of their lives.

They had no umbrella and Estrella Berrocal had no shoes that could tread water. Adán Rouco approached her, condescended to squat down, held out his hand and patted her on the shoulder: “Get in, I’ll take you”.

Estrella Berrocal lay sweetly on his neck and climbed onto his erect back.

Adán Rouco wrapped his arms around the crook of her legs and held her firmly behind his back.

Estrella Berrocal leaned crookedly on his shoulder, wrapping one hand around his neck and stretching out the other to catch the falling white snowflakes.

They were in the snow, walking for who knows how long, when Estrella Berrocal suddenly leaned over his shoulder, stared at him and said, “Adam, you have all white hair.”

Pedestrians on the street, watching them.

After all, Adán Rouco is too handsome and, carrying Estrella Berrocal, a young couple passing in front of them, the girl twisted her boyfriend’s arm and complained in a joking tone: “Look that he is her boyfriend’s boyfriend, and look at you, who hates it when he drags you …”

Not to be outdone, the boy said with deliberate venom, “Then you don’t even notice how thin his girlfriend is, she’s not like you, you can’t even hold her.”

“Who are you talking about! Do you want to sleep in the living room tonight?”

The young couple scrambled in the snow and ran out in front of each other.

Estrella Berrocal, however, leaned on Adán Rouco’s shoulder and said, “Adán, I’m glad to have you.”