Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

“You had a good night with Micaela last night, and are you still okay with Micaela?”.

Are all men like that, saying one thing and doing another behind their backs?

The photos of him and Micaela at the bar last night were known all over town, and Adán Rouco thought she was stupid or blind to say she had no relationship with Micaela?

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes bore into her, examining her for a moment, then he slowly opened his mouth with deeper meaning, “I did have a good time with Micaela last night.”

“You…!”

Scoundrel! Scoundrel! Bastard!

Estrella Berrocal got up to leave, but Adán Rouco grabbed her faster and pulled her into his arms, the man leaned over and asked with a smile in her ear, “Are you angry?”

Adam Rouco’s heart rejoiced for no reason at the sight of his little lion’s fury.

“Why are you hugging me if you are so happy with Micaela? Let go of me, Adán Rouco”.

The person in her arms, struggling desperately, accidentally touched the wound on her arm, causing her face to crumple in pain and tears to fall from her eyes.

Adán Rouco bent his head and pressed his thin lips to hers, speaking in a low, muffled voice….

“Micaela and I did have a good time last night, but only with the drinks, and you know Mateo Galvez, he was there.”

Estrella Berrocal blushed and pushed him away, they were in a hospital, in public, and he had just kissed her like that?

Unconsciously she raised her hand and touched her lips where he had kissed her, he had only kissed her in a carefree way, but the temperature of his lips was extraordinarily hot, it burned and spread to her whole neck.

Adán Rouco put his hand to his forehead and scoffed, “Aside from your arm, do you have a fever?”

Estrella Berrocal’s face burned red and she slapped his hand away as she muttered in a twisted voice, “I don’t have a fever.”

Adán Rouco looked at her gently, and Estrella Berrocal froze for a moment.

It was as if a million deer crashed into his heart.

…

Arriving at the car, Estrella Berrocal sat in the passenger seat, holding her breath for the entire ride, and only when she saw that she was almost at the Rouco Group, did she stammer and ask, “So … you weren’t the only one with Micaela last night, Mr. Mateo?”

“Am I not explaining myself clearly enough, or is it that you don’t understand enough?”.

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes gave him a playful look.

But what were they doing so close to each other if they were just drinking?

Estrella Berrocal remembered the photo and frowned in disgust: “Drinking is drinking, is it necessary to get so close?”.

It sounded a bit like a wife questioning her.

Adán Rouco’s thin lips hooked: “The bar is too noisy, how can I hear it if I don’t go near it?”.

The tone of voice is indifferent and calm, as if he is not thinking about anything.

But even so, that did not change the fact that Micaela was Adán Rouco’s confidante, and if she was not, what was she doing in a bar at night, drinking so intimately, when Estrella Berrocal did not believe that Adán Rouco was one of those who did not go to bed, when he was one of those who were always ready to give his wishes.

He wanted to ask her something else, but then he thought it wasn’t his, that they had slept together a couple of times and accidentally made a baby, intimate and yet paradoxically strange.

As there was no emotional basis between them, Estrella Berrocal was completely bereft.

Adán Rouco, who was driving, suddenly realized that the little woman was quite pretty when she was jealous.

Before meeting Estrella Berrocal, the women who had surrounded him were women who knew how to behave, who knew when to be jealous, who knew how to restrain themselves and who knew how to behave.

How can she be a good mother to Paulita when she herself is a child?

It’s just that this woman is increasingly influencing his mood, and Adán Rouco still can’t decide if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

Adán Rouco’s cell phone rang as the Spyker pulled into the Rouco Group’s subway garage.

Out of the corner of her eye, Estrella Berrocal sees that the caller ID is Micaela.

Adán Rouco looks at her and picks up the phone without complaint.

Micaela asks, “How is Miss Estrella, is she badly hurt?”.

“He’s fine, just a few cuts on his arm and a little blood, nothing serious.”

“That’s nice.”

Estrella Berrocal, dragging an injured arm, opened the car door and headed for the elevator, Adán Rouco got out and followed her at a brisk pace, snapping his uninjured arm, “You’re injured at work today, I’ll let you have the rest of the afternoon.”

“I’d rather not, Director Olivia…”

“I will greet Director Olivia on your behalf.”

Estrella Berrocal pursed her lips, her arm really hurt and she really didn’t want to go back to work right now. “Can I go home then?”

Adán Rouco did not let go: “No”.

“…”

The corner of Estrella Berrocal’s mouth twitched, “I thought you said I should rest, where am I going to rest if I don’t go home?”

“To my office.”

“I’m not going.”

Estrella Berrocal turned to leave, but Adán Rouco took her in his arms and carried her to the elevator on long, firm legs.

This man, he was so dominant!

Once in the office, Adán Rouco placed Estrella Berrocal on the sofa.

Estrella Berrocal had just found a comfortable position on the sofa when her cell phone rang, and Adán Rouco joined her gaze to the name that jumped out.

She froze, not knowing whether to answer or not.

That is, until the male voice over her head faintly begins, “Ex-boyfriend’s call, no answer?”.

Although the tone was indifferent, Estrella Berrocal detected a hint of mockery and picked up the phone immediately, eagerly.

Yes, Iván Martínez was at least her ex-boyfriend, and Adán Rouco was neither her current nor her ex-boyfriend, so why should she feel guilty?

Was it because she had had a physical relationship with him?

It is true that she had only had sexual relations with him, but she was not the only one who had had such relations with Adán Rouco.

When she picked up the phone, Ivan Martinez said, “Estrella, you didn’t catch a cold yesterday when you jumped into the water to save me, did you? I’m back from the hospital, how are you now, I’d like to come and see you”.

Estrella Berrocal unconsciously looked at the man who was looking at the papers next to her and said in a low voice: “No, I don’t have a cold, you don’t need to come and see me”.

“Star, yesterday… thanks to you, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I might not be able to think about it now.”

Estrella Berrocal was about to answer when the phone next to her ear was suddenly snatched away by a long, slender, well-boned hand. Adam Rouco’s face was stern and his tone was cold and forceful, “Estrella Berrocal is now my person, since she is an ex-boyfriend, I will return to the future. Do not contact her again.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

With that, Adán Rouco hangs up the phone.

Estrella Berrocal: “…”

She picked up the phone, flushed with disbelief, “Who, who are your people?”

Adan Rouco stared at her, “You slept with me and gave birth to my daughter, aren’t you mine?”

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