er friend was about to send her. She didn't write to her husband that night

is in the

folder in hand and determination, Arabella he

in front of the half-open doo

t into small pieces that he then brought to Marian

distance became routine. They treated her like a stranger, as if she wasn't enough. Her mother-in-law never missed an opportunity to remind her, with words full of ju

the door, interrupting the scene. Fernando, see

bell

she said in a neutral tone, completely ig

as the door closed, Mariana dropped her mask. Her gaze became arrogant,

Maybe that's why Fernando isn't

a look of disdain on her face. Mariana

affectionate with me. And even though he doesn't want to get a divorce yet, I sw

approached without a hurry and

n ounce of guilt for havi

ant, and shrugged as if the

only mistake I made was meeting Fernando late, when

castic smile and ha

ement with my husband. Since you're so interested in keeping him, have him si

natched the folder quickly, fearing that Arabell

ou ser

's all yours. If I ask him to

nt. She needed to get a checkup for the blow to her head. The doctor handed her a form, and when she got to the

from a distance. He approached and, out of the corner of his eye, managed to

t. His wife would never divorce h

lked closer, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her to hi

kay, my love?" h

faint smile, barely curvin

g all this for his well-being. I can just imagine when it's the three of us, wh

la gently

ery clear on why you're doing

ion. It was an unknown number. When she opened the m

that good-for-nothing and return to fulfill

ognized that authoritative, cold, and direc