Jaime snorted as he listened to their concerns:
-Go ahead, open the store, I’ll take care of his part.
The fact that Peter had already entered the Dry Group as he wished had made him extremely unhappy, and he had not found the right opportunity to vent his anger over this. If he really dared to do something wrong with Yolanda’s store, this would be an opportunity for him.
When Yolanda received his assurance, she smiled instantly, and her eyes were full of affection and her expression was flirtatious as she looked at Jaime.
Seeing her like this, a smile appeared on Jaime’s somber face, as he pulled her down and pounced her onto the large bed in the bedroom.
He loosened the buttons, flashing a hostile smile as he looked at Yolanda:
-Are you seducing me? Then let it be as you wish, even if my foot is ruined, but the rest of my body is not.
Jaime finished speaking and pressed her hard.
The next morning, in the morning.
Albina opened her eyes with difficulty and stared at the ceiling, and it took her a long time to regain consciousness.
She moved her arm and instantly breathed, feeling a painful numbness in an indescribable part of her body, and her face turned violently red.
Gritting his teeth, he cursed under his breath:
-What the fuck is Umberto!
The night before he had tortured her again and again, so that her body felt like it was going to fall apart, and it hurt when she moved.
The redness on her face burned up to her neck suddenly, and she blushed with embarrassment.
There was no telling where this person got the strength to make love until almost dawn before he left her. Afterwards, he had the strength to take her to the bathroom to shower her.
Albina was not conscious at all at the time, and was almost in a deep sleep as he cleaned her up and tucked her under the covers.
The breeze was coming in through the window, moving the curtains and pouring sunlight into the room.
She squinted at the blinding sun outside the window and woke fully awake, scrambling out of bed and fighting exhaustion and pain to get dressed.
When he went to the bathroom, he ran into Umberto, who had already finished dressing, with no trace of fatigue and looking in high spirits.
It was as if he had eaten a meal that could sturdy his body.
And Albina was the food he had taken.
When Umberto saw her stumbling out of the bedroom, he hurried to grab her by the waist and said with concern:
-Be careful, your body is not well now, don’t run so much.
Hearing this, Albina’s ears burned, and she looked at him with embarrassment and annoyance:
-It was you who did this.
Umberto froze for a moment, and suddenly the smile on his face became more ambiguous:
-Yes, it was me who did it.
Albina froze for a moment and pushed him violently, annoyed:
-Bastard.
After saying this, she grabbed the wall and rushed into the bathroom.
Umberto saw her look and sighed with satisfaction, calling directly to his grandfather.
The old man was up early, so he had already returned from his walk outside. He received a call from his grandson first thing in the morning and found it very strange.
-Umberto, why are you calling me so early, what’s wrong?
Umberto coughed uncomfortably, looking in the direction of the bathroom and whispered:
-Grandfather, what you said before you can send them.
As these words came out, the old man thought for a while before remembering this matter, and suddenly his old face turned red, but his expression became excited.
-Did you make it?
Umberto answered vaguely.
The old man’s face suddenly turned red:
-Was it last night? Albina might already have a child. Umberto, you will bring Albina tomorrow and stay at the Santangel house, if she really has a baby, get married immediately.
Umberto was speechless.
The old man really wanted to assume whatever he wanted. How come he was thinking so far ahead.
He said helplessly:
-Grandfather, I took good measures for contraception last night. Albina still has work to do at the moment and it is not suitable for pregnancy.
In a few months she was due to attend Paris Week, a trip she had been looking forward to for a long time and which was crucial for her life and career.
Umberto liked Albina and had no intention of interfering with her work, and only wanted her to do what she loved and be happy for the rest of her life.
He could not let her give up her ambitions and lose this opportunity because of this pregnancy.
Besides, he hadn’t given Albina a big wedding before, and he wanted to make it up to her with. There was still some leverage if she was pregnant.
When the old man heard this, although he was disappointed, he was also very happy for Albina and really thought about her, giving Umberto the reason.
But at the thought of great-grandchildren, the old man’s voice withered.
-Very well, I have Alonso deliver what you want later.
Alonso followed the old man with a complicated and strange expression.
His duty was to take care of the old man and protect his safety, and how did he become a condom delivery boy in the old man’s mouth?
But the old master was his master, and Umberto is also the one he watched grow up, so it wasn’t easy to have a girl he liked … He already agreed to be a delivery boy!
But in the future, if the old man’s great-grandchildren were born, it was better not to tell them about this matter.
Otherwise, they would think that if he had not delivered these things, they would have been able to reach the family earlier.
Umberto prepared breakfast and Alonso had already delivered the things.
He directed his subordinates to put the ten boxes tightly packed in the living room of Albina’s family, before his old face turned red and his eyes looked at Umberto with sorrow.
-Sir, everything is here, you can sign for it.
Umberto didn’t expect the old man to act so quickly either. It was possible that he had already prepared them before.
He heard the commotion coming from the bathroom and hurriedly sent Alonso out.
Albina wiped her hair and came out of the bathroom, her voice sweet as she called out Umberto’s name:
-Umberto, I just heard you talking to someone, who is coming?
As she said, she saw the boxes in the living room, frozen.
She was just taking a shower, how come there were so many boxes?
The boxes were so tightly packed, there were no words on them, so they were mysterious.
Umberto came through the door, seeing her curiously crouched in front of the boxes, coughed slightly and explained:
-It’s my luggage.
Albina looked at him strangely:
-Didn’t you move all your luggage here before?
Umberto met her clear, beautiful eyes and uncomfortably looked away:
-This is the others.
After saying that, he smelled the aroma of the food he was cooking and hurried to look at his pot and said to Albina:
-Dry your hair, don’t catch a cold, and then go out to eat.
After saying this, she continued to prepare breakfast.
After doing everything and turning off the bell, Umberto did not hear the sound of the hair dryer, he took the meals out of the kitchen darkly, ready to urge Albina to eat.
But he saw Albina standing frozen in the living room, holding a small knife to open the delivery, with several open boxes on the floor.
The boxes were filled with ambiguous pictures.
-Did you open them? -Umberto also froze.
Albina mechanically turned her head to look at him, with a dazed expression:
-I just want to see what kind of luggage you bring and help you sort it out, no, I don’t expect it, once I open it all this … is it the wrong shipment?
Umberto felt embarrassed, and his ears began to burn:
-No.
Once these words came out, Albina came out of her daze with her face already red as a small tomato, pointing to the ten big boxes in the living room with trembling.
-This is your luggage? Umberto… you scoundrel.
Umberto also looked very embarrassed and decisively blamed the old man:
-This was prepared by grandfather, he knew we were delaying our engagement and he was afraid of having a baby before the wedding, so he prepared this for our sake.
The expression on Albina’s face froze,
-Grandfather arranged this?
This was so embarrassing!
-Don’t touch me for the next few days! -she was so embarrassed that she covered her face and ran to the bathroom to dry her hair.