Paula Rouco asked, “Where is your house, do you want a ride back?”
Little Beanstalk said, “No, Sister Paulita, my family lives nearby, I’ll be fine on my own.”
Paula Rouco remembers that Susana is still waiting for her.
She looked around, the main road, bright and shiny, everyone with cameras, broad daylight, no one should dare kidnap the little beanstalk sprouts.
Then he said, “Then be careful by yourself.”
“Well, don’t worry Sister Paulita, the little bean sprout is very smart.”
“Then go away.”
The little bean sprout blinked her big eyes, “Sister Paulita, what if I miss you later on?”
Paula Rouco thought for a moment and said, “Why don’t we exchange contact details – do you have a cell phone number?”
On her tiny wrist, Little Beanstalk is wearing a smartwatch, the kind that allows you to make phone calls.
Little Beanstalk nodded and handed the bracelet to Paula Rouco: “Sister Paulita, put your cell phone number so I can call you the next time I miss you.”
Paula Rouco let out a laugh, entered her cell phone number, gave it to Little Beanstalk and left a contact for Little Beanstalk herself.
And only then did the two break up.
Paula Rouco stood in the shadows, smiling as she looked at Little Beanstalk and waved to Little Beanstalk.
…
Paula Rouco walked to a crossroads up ahead and got back into Susana’s car.
Susana asked curiously, “What kind of friend did you meet, so enthusiastic, just now you crossed the road, it’s dangerous, you know?”
Paula Rouco smiles and says, “A girl I met earlier by accident was quite pretty and I was a little apprehensive to see her go home alone.”
“A child?” Susana was a little confused, she had not seen any children on the crosswalk before.
But Susana didn’t think anything of it, thinking she wasn’t paying attention.
Susana said, “I didn’t know you liked children so much.”
“That boy is cuter.”
Susana smiled wickedly, “And may I ask Paula, when do you plan to get married and have children?”.
Paula Rouco said, “I’m in no hurry. But you, now that you are married and a woman, isn’t Rufio hurrying you to have children?”.
Susana continued, domineering, “You dare, I haven’t had enough, if you dare to rush, I’ll kick you out of bed and punish you to sleep on the couch!”.
Susana scanned the neighborhood and said, “This is so close to that imperial neighborhood of Severo Laris, let me call and ask Rufio if Severo Laris has arrived at the restaurant yet.”
Paula Rouco also scoured the area, not far from the Imperial neighborhood.
Little Beanstalk’s family lives nearby, and it’s quite expensive here, so Little Beanstalk’s mother must be quite well off.
With this thought, Paula Rouco is slightly relieved.
There are many inconveniences that can be solved by having money for orphans and widows.
…
When Susana’s wedding came to an end, Paula Rouco returned to La Ciudad Santa on her own.
But as soon as I got off the plane, I met Severo Laris at the airport entrance.
Was he putting a tracker on her?
Severo Laris stood next to the car and said, “Since we’re meeting, I’ll give you a ride.”
Paula Rouco pulls out her phone to ask for a cab: “No”.
Severo Laris took her phone right away and said, “It’s a hassle to get a cab near the airport.”
And then Severo Laris opened the door, slipped his arm around her waist and pushed her in, half cajoling her to sit in the passenger seat.
On the road, Paula Rouco was quiet as always.
Severo Laris asks, “What’s on the agenda these days?”
“Nothing has been arranged.” She said dismissively.
Severo Laris frowned slightly, clearly unhappy with the answer, and said, “One can get sick of being cooped up at home every day.”
“… Why are you so nosy now? You weren’t like this before.” Paula Rouco was a little impatient.
Severo Laris freed one hand and stroked her head, smoothing the fur, “Don’t you like playing with Costillas, I could take you on a picnic or a hike with Costillas. ”
“Don’t.”
Paula Rouco frowned and pulled away the large hand touching her head.
And then Paula Rouco said with a cold little face, “Severo Laris, from now on talk and talk, don’t always move your hands. You have been a lawyer, you should know that touching without the permission of the other person is sexual. Environmental harassment.”
Severo Laris laughed without anger at her eloquence and said, “I thought you would like it.”
“I don’t like it.”
“You enjoyed it seven years ago.”
“I don’t like it now.”
“Okay, I won’t touch you.”
Like two children fighting, the older one grudgingly accepts defeat.
And the winning child, annoyed and disheveled, leaned against the car window, his eyes unfocused on the landscape he was crossing.
Lately the children are restless and have no patience at all.
Severo Laris looked at her with concern and frowned a little, a little worried because although he hadn’t played the piano recently, he still hadn’t taken his medication….
Otherwise, there would be a growing resistance to contact with people.
No more indulgence like this.
But Severo Laris was again relentless.
But then he thought of that surveillance of the Ansan race track and his heart leapt with fear.
…
Back to the interior of Villa Moon Lake Road in The Holy City.
Severo Laris thought and reflected and made a phone call to Albarran Bail, who was far away in the United States.
When the call was answered, Severo Laris asked, “The patient likes to engage in exciting sports such as racing and has a definite tendency to self-injure, in which case, should he be taken to the hospital?”
Albarran Bail, slightly stunned, asked, “Is that Paulita?”
“Yes.”
Albarran Bail sighed and said, “He has been off his medication for quite some time and it is dangerous for him to continue like this. I suggest she be hospitalized directly.”