Angelo inhales and exhales, maintaining his emotional composure.
After a long while, Angelo asks while driving, “If you love Paulita so much with your mouth, why did you break up with Paulita in the first place, and why did you cause Paulita’s miscarriage?”
The mention of this is a scar that will not heal for a long time.
Severo Laris’ gaze darkened and he chuckled softly to himself as he said in a deep voice, “The breakup was because he wasn’t strong enough in the first place, and he caused her miscarriage because he didn’t know. If I had known earlier that she was pregnant, I wouldn’t have let go of the one who came between me and her.”
“That’s no excuse for you to abandon her.”
“Yes.” Severo Laris did not reply.
Angelo said, “Severo Laris, if you hurt Paulita again, I will not forgive you.”
Severo Laris laughed contemptuously, “Even I would not forgive myself if I dared to hurt her again. Such a connivant mistake is enough to happen once.”
Angelo said, “In fact, I’ve never understood it, I was the one who showed up first with Paulita, I’ve known her since we were three years old, we grew up playing together in the mud, we had classes together, we were punished together, we played together. But why should she be yours when you appeared, Severo Laris? I thought that even if I didn’t confess my love, Paulita and I could be together without complaining.”
Severo Laris: “There is no first-come, first-served relationship, no heavenly reward.”
Angelo relaxed, “You’re right, Paulita and I are probably better off as a family. In fact, as I’ve gotten older, I’ve also realized that I can’t be Paulita’s lover, even though I met her early and spent a lot of time with her, I still don’t seem to know her well enough.”
Severo Laris was unimpressed, “That’s just an excuse for not liking her enough. You just don’t pay enough attention to her.”
Angelo laughed, “You said the same thing as Paulita, and Paulita also said I only liked her, as a hairdresser, as a friend, but not between a man and a woman. But even if that’s so, at least I’m her hairdresser, her half-brother, and if you dare bully her again, I’ll punch you in the face like I did today.”
Angelo is the same age as Paula Rouco and seven years younger than Severo Laris.
In Severo Laris’ eyes, Angelo is nothing more than a straight-talking young man.
Angelo grew up with a privileged life and is a far cry from Severo Laris’ difficult youth, both in terms of age and mental maturity.
Angelo, still reveling in the race from earlier, said, “But you’re too cheeky to even think about straddling my car and letting me push you to the finish line.”
Severo Laris hooked his thin lips shallowly and did not speak.
It wasn’t until Angelo came down the hill that Severo Laris got out of the car and headed for his own.
Angelo also got out of that race car and stood under the moonlit night with a very nonchalant warning, “Remember what I told you, bully Paulita again and I’ll beat you up just the same!”
Severo Laris smiled slightly and opened the door, “It’s not your turn to hit. If I bully her, she’ll leave and I, for one, won’t be happy in my life.”
“You’d better be!”
Severo Laris said solemnly, “I love her more than you can imagine.”
…
Paula Rouco has not yet left the Imperial.
Stay at the Hotel Intercontinental.
Severo Laris has her address.
He drove his car, not immediately back to the Imperial district, but straight to the hotel.
Before getting out of the car, Severo Laris looked at himself in the mirror.
He got into a fight with Angelo in the gym and got some bruises on his face, but nothing serious.
Just now, he should have let that Angelo kid take a few more punches.
…
At the Intercontinental Hotel, Paula Rouco has just finished her shower.
There was a knock at the door.
She thought it was hotel customer service and headed for the door with wet hair.
As soon as the door opened, she looked up and saw Severo Laris standing in front of the door.
Face, color hanging.
Paula Rouco froze and asked, “What are you doing here?”
Severo Laris was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, which he held up and rightly said, “A snack for you.
“… I don’t eat snacks.”
“Spicy, are you sure you don’t want to eat it?”
Paula Rouco: “…”
Is he crazy or is he masturbating, sending the girls spicy in the middle of the night.
Without waiting for her answer, Severo Laris had already entered the suite with the bowl of hot and spicy soup in his hand.
Strutting as if he were the master.
Paula Rouco stood in the doorway, watching him enter with force. invading back, a little speechless for a moment.
She couldn’t blow either, so she closed the door.
Severo Laris placed the bowl of spicy stew on the suite table, opened it and said, “Come eat, it won’t be good if it gets cold.”
Once the plastic bag and plastic lid were opened, the smell of spicy stew was all that came out of the nose.
Who can resist that food temptation in the middle of the night? Who can resist the temptation?
Paula Rouco swallowed and squirmed as she approached.
Looking, she had cheesy rice cakes, shrimp sliders, noodles, gluten buns and ham … and looking at the color of the soup base, it looked like it was sour tomato flavor.
The appetite is huge.
Severo Laris unwraps the cutlery and hands it to her, naked. Naked and seductive. Seduction.
Paula Rouco bites her lip and finally takes the silverware and sits down.
As she took the first bite, the craving in her stomach immediately kicked in, prompting her to follow up with a second and a third … countless bites.
Severo Laris smiled at her appetite and took a dry towel from the side and reached behind her, wiping her damp hair.
The man frowned slightly and warned, “In the future, don’t always go with wet hair, you’ll get a migraine after a while.”
Paula Rouco said nothing, just ducked her head and ate the spice.
Severo Laris put away the hairdryer and dried her hair before sitting next to her, chin in one hand and watching her eat with a warm, loving gaze.
In his eyes, all was contentment.
Paula Rouco, uncomfortable by the look, paused.
She rolled her eyes, looked up at him and asked, “Why are you suddenly giving me a picante?”
Severo Laris didn’t lie at all and said truthfully, “The spicy delivery was an excuse, missing you was real.”
“…”
Is he making fun of her?
A serious Severo Laris who also knows how to pick up girls?
Paula Rouco glared at him and asked, “Your face, disfigured.”
Not really a disfigurement, it’s a couple of splashes of color, and it looks even more manly.
But she could not, at this moment, tell him anything good.
Severo Laris reached up and touched the cut on his cheek, frowned and stared into her black and white eyes as his thin lips exhaled, “It hurts.”
The tone was light, but as if he was gaining sympathy.
“…”
Paula Rouco averts her gaze, looks down, and continues eating her spicy stew.
Severo Laris called the front desk and asked for a first aid kit to be sent up.
In no time, the hotel staff brought the first aid kit.
Paula Rouco just finished eating a spicy stew.
Severo Laris handed her the first aid kit.
Paula Rouco asks, “Do what?”
Severo Laris justified it by saying, “I don’t see where the wound is, you help me.”
“…”