Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Esteban Zaragosa drove at a slower pace, looked at the breakfast places along the road and asked Dulcina Calvo, “Which breakfast place is better?”

Dulcina Calvo sat in the passenger seat, her mind still stuck on the fact that Eleanora Peña had asked her for Esteban Zaragosa’s WhatsApp, and without much thought said, “These breakfast places where flies fly in summer in roadside stores are not worthy of your class as a mentor. ”

Esteban Zaragosa’s eyebrows furrowed, “… What did you say?”

“Huh?” Dulcina Calvo reacted and spoke sarcastically, “Mentor, you are such a high class successful person, you should go have breakfast at a seven star hotel, these roadside restaurants are very unhygienic, I’m afraid your intestines won’t be able to handle it.”

Esteban Zaragosa suddenly darkened his face, “Why can’t I eat what you can eat?”.

Esteban Zaragosa found an empty seat and sat up, his face grim, “Get out of the car.”

Dulcina Calvo sat in the passenger seat, confused, the demon Esteban was the demon Esteban, he was faster than a book, she had not provoked him!

When she got out of the car, Dulcina Calvo kindly said: “The tortilla de patatas in that little shop is delicious, shall we go there?Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Esteban Zaragosa pursed his lips and ignored her, his long legs already heading towards the tent Dulcina Calvo had pointed out, and Dulcina Calvo nimbly followed him.

The small breakfast place on the side of the road was crowded with people coming for breakfast early in the morning.

Dulcina Calvo usually goes to this kind of places for breakfast, so she quickly took a seat and said: “Mentor, what do you want to eat? Sit down here and take your place, I’ll go get it.”

Esteban Zaragosa, however, was not amused and sat her down with his big hand on her small shoulder, “Hold on, I’m going to get it.”

Dulcina Calvo’s lips lifted, the demon Esteban was taking care of the girls!

“Tutor I want a plate of tortilla de patatas”.

Esteban Zaragosa went to the cashier and stood in line.

Dulcina Calvo cupped her chin between her hands, looked at the tall man in his fancy clothes and sighed, “Yes, even if he is a pervert, a girl would be attracted to such a handsome and talented man. Even if he is a pervert, a girl would be attracted to him.”

When Esteban Zaragosa returned to the table with her breakfast, his long white hands pushed one of the bowls of tortilla de patatas in front of her, and Dulcina Calvo looked at the steaming tortilla de patatas, fingers twitching.

The sandwiches were served, piping hot, and the shopkeeper said, “It’s almost Christmas, and each sandwich has a date on it, so if you eat it, you’ll have all the luck you want for the new year.”

Dulcina Calvo was surprised to learn that it could be used in sandwiches in this way, as it is normally only found in potato pancakes.

Esteban Zaragosa never speaks when he eats, and Dulcina Calvo is aware that the delicious food is enough to keep his mouth shut.

Just as Dulcina Calvo took a bite of her sandwich and slagged off the delicious soup inside, Esteban Zaragosa suddenly asked, “Have you been living with that Eleanora Peña since you left school?”

Dulcina Calvo moaned from the burn, rubbed her little hand across her burned lips and frowned as she replied to Esteban Zaragosa, “Yes, La Ciudad Santa is so expensive that I can’t afford to live alone, so of course I had to find someone to share the apartment with.”

Esteban Zaragosa’s arm suddenly shot up, “Burned?”.

His cold fingers touched her red lips and Dulcina Calvo’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at him with dazzled eyes.

The man frowned slightly and said in a low, but rarely soft voice, “I’m not going to steal from you, it’s not good for your digestion if you swallow.”

Dulcina Calvo blushed slightly and, pretending not to care, pulled her hand away and ate her ravioli in silence, muttering, “I just want the sandwich with the red dates.”

It wasn’t really superstition, but he thought the omens would be better, and his wish for the new year was to graduate and then stay in the hospital without any problems.

In the end, Dulcina Calvo got her wish and ate the sandwich with the red dates.

As he left the breakfast place, Dulcina Calvo asked him: “Why did you order a sandwich if you don’t like sandwiches?

He hadn’t eaten any and she was about to burst trying not to waste them.

The man walking in front, his step suddenly stopped and his eyes lowered to look at her, “Who told you I don’t like sandwiches?”.

“But if you just …”

Dulcina Calvo’s brain froze as she seemed to realize something.

Esteban Zaragosa bowed slightly, level with her, and asked rhetorically, “But I just what?”

Dulcina Calvo bit her lip – but had he just not eaten a single bite of his sandwich, was he trying to make sure she got the one that represented a good omen?

Dulcina Calvo said nothing.

Esteban Zaragosa, however, came a little closer: “Why don’t you say anything?”.

The man’s eyes burned, looking at her red lips, glossy from the water, more beautiful than those of a woman who had purposely painted her lips.

Esteban Zaragosa’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Esteban Zaragosa I don’t like to play ambiguity, I know a guy like you wouldn’t like a girl like me, I…. well…”

The back of her head was gripped in one large hand as the man leaned down and kissed her hot lips.

It was dominant, unmistakable, and made it impossible for him to take half a step back.

By the time Dulcina Calvo reacted and tried to struggle, Esteban Zaragosa had released her even faster, but his large hand was still clinging to the back of her neck, staring at her and saying, word for word, “I prefer not to play with ambiguity.”

He wanted to be her boyfriend in all sincerity, not with her like Lazaro Morejon in front of her parents.

“…”

Esteban Zaragosa blurted out those words and went straight to his car.

Dulcina Calvo, bewildered and not understanding Esteban Zaragosa at all, stood there frozen until Esteban Zaragosa rolled down the window and said in a cold voice, “Get in the car or I’ll leave you here to walk to the hospital.”

“…”

Dulcina Calvo gave him a silent look and made her way to the car.

One moment he was taking advantage of her and the next he was being cold and acting like the world owed him eight million dollars.

It was she who should be angry. How could he kiss her without her permission?

Bastard! All men are bastards.

he muttered all the way, clasping his hands in his lap.

When she pulled into the hospital parking lot, Esteban Zaragosa leaned toward her, his dark eyes boring into her face. “Cursing in your mind, I can’t hear you.”

His arrogant look told her clearly – I can’t hear you even if you curse me, curse me if you can.

“…”

When she arrived at the hospital, Dulcina Calvo had been disconnected all morning, filled with that inexplicable kiss.

He touched his lips, soulfully.

“Hey!”

Atalaya suddenly slapped her on the back, hitching her shoulders and frowning ambiguously. “Standing here in the morning, staring and looking like a sex fantasy! I don’t want Dr. Esteban to come and catch you in the act!”.

“Who, who’s thinking about… You’re the one who fantasizes! You’re the one having sexual fantasies!”

Dulcina Calvo walked away with an annoyed look on her face.

“Hey! What’s wrong with sexual fantasies? What’s wrong with sexual fantasies? Sexual fantasies are a normal human emotional need, ah, so much reaction … Hey? There’s not really something going on, is there?”

“Dulcina Calvo! You’re not in love with any male doctor in the department, are you?”