-Albina, what’s wrong? -asked Umberto, seeing that she kept looking at Mateo and, somewhat jealous, he took his finger and held it discreetly in front of her.
Albina didn’t notice his movement and looked at Mateo, her eyes roaming over his face and body as she said:
-I sense something different about you.
Mateo froze for a moment.
-What?
Albina frowned thoughtfully for a few seconds and her eyes lit up.
-More human than before.
When she had first seen Mateo, she hadn’t been struck by his manner of dress or his appearance, but by his aura of indifference, as if he didn’t care about anything in the world and didn’t even care if he died or not.
But now his aura had changed a lot since they met in the elevator. His face was still cold, but there was a touch more warmth, and sometimes when he spoke, the corners of his lips hooked, and he seemed less somber.
Matthew smiled at that.
-Miss Albina is very sharp.
He could also notice some changes in her mood after her return from the hospital, and he hadn’t expected Albina to be able to see it so quickly.
-I heard from Umberto that you went to see Alfredo and that it seemed like a pleasant process.
Albina blinked and asked:
-How was Alfredo? Is something wrong?
Mateo saw her ask and didn’t hide it, the Santangel family and they were in the same boat now and there was no point in holding this in.
-Grandfather’s health is fine and we have discussed our answer to Jaime, who is still looking for me, so to avoid any trouble, I will be here for a few more days to annoy the Santangel family.
As he said this, his eyes looked at Albina, and his cold, sharp eyes calmed down, seeming discreet and humble.
He had a touch of Luis Seco’s style.
Umberto growled inwardly:
-Alfredo and my grandfather had some friendships, and since he asked us to take care of you, we won’t let him off the hook. Jaime has a deep resentment against me, and by taking him out of the Seco family, I’ll have fewer problems. So no need to say thank you, everything is mutually beneficial.
When he finished, he turned to Albina and said:
-Albina, it’s time to go out for a quick walk and then it will be time for breakfast, don’t delay.
Albina was also very worried about her body, so she persevered these days. Even though she was sleepy and lazy, she grabbed Umberto’s hand and followed him at a brisk pace.
While her other hand, empty, she gently greeted Mateo.
-I’m going for a walk with him, I’ll be back later, make yourself comfortable. If you need anything you can ask Alonso next to Sergio, he will help you organize it.
Without waiting for Mateo’s answer, she took Umberto’s hand in hers and bounced away.
She looked like a schoolgirl going on a spring break trip.
Mateo watched the backs of the two walking away, feeling a little uncomfortable, but quickly shook his head and muttered:
-Now is not the time to think about that.
“Just because I won’t be in the presence of the Dry Group for a few days doesn’t mean I can quietly enjoy myself.”.
He had to be prepared for anything and not let Alfredo down.
The sun was not yet up and the air outside was a little cooler. The Santangel family mansion was in a particularly green area with lots of flowers and trees, and since it was late summer, there were still plenty of flowers.
With the breeze blowing and the scent in the air, Albina took a leisurely stroll with Umberto on her arm, taking a deep breath of the fresh air and feeling a little lighter.
-It smells so good,” she sighed.
Umberto lowered his eyes to hers, and said gently:
-If you like it, I’ll have a sea of flowers planted in the garden for you.
It was always in his mind when Albina was carried away by Michael, and when he recovered from his wounds, he found the villa that had trapped Albina and also noticed a large sea of white flowers.
Looking at the sea of flowers, it was apparent that Michael had thought a lot about Albina.
Umberto was Albina’s legal husband, so how could he be behind others in this regard? Umberto was angry, but every plot in the Santangel family garden had been planned, and many of the plants and flowers had been tended by Sergio himself, and were too dear to his heart to change.
But if Albina asked, she thought she could communicate with Sergio and also make a sea of flowers for her in the garden, for her to look at as much as she wanted afterwards, whether she wished to sit, lie down, or even stand.
Speaking of lying down, Umberto’s eyes lit up with the possibility of getting a beautifully and romantically designed glass flower room, where the furniture and sleeping beds would be set in a sea of flowers, so that when she fell asleep it would look like she was lying among the petals.
Albina was a designer and had a natural romantic factor in her body, so she would love it.
Umberto imagined how nice it would be if Albina had a baby girl in her womb and mother and daughter were sitting in the middle of a sea of flowers, reading and playing with their pretty princess dresses.
He thought aloud without realizing it, and when he looked back, he found Albina looking at him with a very complicated look.
-What’s the matter, don’t you like it?
Albina let out a laugh at his astonished look.
-Umberto, I didn’t think you had a girl’s heart.
Her cheeks had a healthy flush and her smile was bright and animated.
Umberto’s ears tinged red, and he said shyly:
-I think you like it…. Do you like it or not? If not, I won’t get that flower room.
Albina looked at his face. It was cold and calm before, but now it was tinged with a thin red of shyness and annoyance, looking more youthful and vibrant.
She loved this Umberto.
Umberto used to be a carefree, lonely and aloof man, but when he is with her, he was handsome and kind, with a gentle breeze, and when he was shy, he was also very charming and lovable.
Every look, every expression, Albina loved it so much.
She liked him so much that she didn’t want to part from him for a moment.
-Okay, okay, I like him. I like him a lot.
Albina’s peach eyes flickered as she said this, the ends of them flushed with a hint of wordless ambiguity.
She was confused as to whether she liked the glass flower house or the charming man in front of her.
Umberto looked around, saw that no one was there and, without holding back, grabbed her cheek and kissed her quickly on the lips.
Then he immediately released her and acted as if nothing had happened, as if the person who had just stolen the kiss was not him.
Sweetened by the stolen kiss, Albina continued to take his hand and walked towards the river.
The matter of the flower house was settled and Umberto asked Albina which flowers she wanted to plant.
Although the white eustoma looked good, it seemed a bit drab in the flower room.
That was what Umberto told Albina, who of course would never admit that she was copying Miguel and making the same sea of flowers as he was.
Albina pretended not to see his little thoughts and nodded solemnly.
-Yes, I too think that a white eustoma might not be auspicious for Sergio and the others, and that it would be better to focus more on other flowers and plants.
-Yes, a hundred flowers, good planning. They will be planted from all kinds of different seasons throughout the year, so you can enjoy different beauty. That would be great.
The more Umberto thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him.
Albina listened to his description and got a longing look in her eyes. Girls loved flowers and plants, especially artistic ones like her.
When the flower house was built, she could invite Ariana over and let her paint her own sea of flowers and the beautiful glass flower house, make some flower tea and eat some small snacks. She felt those days would feel wonderful.
God was just. She had suffered a lot in the previous years, but now the evil had come to an end and she will definitely have a better life in the future.
Albina’s lips curved into a happy smile as she thought, giving off a soft glow that Umberto couldn’t help but stare at.
The next moment, Albina took the floor and broke the mood.
-Umberto, your son is hungry, let’s go back to eat.
Her voice was sweet and Umberto looked into her sly eyes and fairly refused:
-No, you haven’t had enough time for your walk today. Let’s take two more laps.
The breeze was blowing past carrying the two’s conversation in the distance. They were blurred voices tinged with happiness.