With that Dylan got up and headed for the bathroom, not seeing the momentary change in Brisa’s eyes.
When she came back out, Brisa had consciously found the newly renovated room and put her things in it. When she saw Dylan come out, she immediately rushed over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.
-I knew you loved me more.
-Of course.
Dylan gave Brisa’s nose an affectionate squeeze and gave her an intimate hug on the arm.
-By the way, you must be hungry, right? I just made some food in the kitchen,” said Brisa with a smug look on her face, smiling and pouting.
-Do you know how to cook?
Dylan’s surprised expression clearly pleased Brisa, who raised her chin in triumph and said:
-Of course, I’ve been practising my cooking skills abroad for years. Come on, you’ll be happy with your food, I promise.
Brisa dragged Dylan over to the table and held him by the shoulders so he would sit down.
-I’ll get it, you just sit and wait.
Dylan was happy to spoil Brisa after such a long absence, as long as she was happy. As he watched Brisa run into the kitchen, he sat back in his chair and thought about Vanessa.
“I can’t believe she left without a word of greeting, looks like last night’s punishment wasn’t enough.”
In the kitchen, Brisa emptied all the breakfast Vanessa had prepared earlier into the bin, and tied the rubbish bag. With a grimace, she turned to wash her hands.
-Here is breakfast.
-So sumptuous?
Dylan looked unexpectedly at the sandwich, fried egg and vegetable salad in front of him.
-Of course it’s delicious, it’s a special breakfast made just for you. Eat, eat, you won’t forget it.
She had tasted it many times abroad and, although it was simple, it tasted absolutely delicious.
Brisa looked at Dylan, waiting for the shocked expression on his face as he ate the breakfast she had prepared.
-Yummy.
-Really? Then I’ll make you breakfast from now on, okay? After saying that, Brisa immediately changed her words.
– Not just breakfast, I will take care of all your meals from now on.
Dylan laughed helplessly.
-How can you get up so early when you prepare breakfast for me every day? How can you do that when I have to work during the day too?
-I can leave it in your office, I have a lot of free time.
Brisa didn’t hesitate, and seeing his enthusiasm, Dylan couldn’t refuse.
Anyway, he thought Brisa was only doing it on a whim. When she found it difficult, she naturally stopped insisting on it.
-Yes.
Brisa was pleased to get a satisfactory answer.
-Well, come and have breakfast. After lunch I’ll show you round and buy what you need. The room is furnished according to your bedroom abroad, but I’m afraid there are a few things you won’t like.
-Yes, you can stay with me all the time.
-Of course there is no problem.
Dylan didn’t hesitate to say yes and his affectionate attitude filled Brisa’s heart with sweetness.
-Director? What’s wrong? -Don’t you feel well?
Enrique looked worriedly at Vanessa, who had wandered away more than once since the beginning of the meeting. Seeing her, Enrique always worried that it was because she was not feeling well and asked.
It was then that Vanessa came to her senses.
-I’m fine,” he said, looking around the room at the others. Go on.
After that, Vanessa forced herself to pull herself together and finally made it to the end of the meeting.
Afterwards, Enrique followed her to her office.
-What’s wrong? You were distracted a moment ago.
-It’s nothing, I’m probably just a bit tired.
Seeing Vanessa’s reluctance and knowing that she didn’t want to say anything, Enrique asked no more questions.
-Rest for a while if you don’t feel well.
With that said, Enrique left the document that required Vanessa’s signature and turned to leave.
When the office was left alone, Vanessa frowned and sighed.
He didn’t know what was wrong, but he couldn’t help thinking about the woman he had met at Dylan’s house that morning. He couldn’t help but wonder what her relationship with Dylan was and why she spoke to him so intimately.
Nor could he help wondering if Dylan would worry if he woke up and didn’t see her – would he want to explain himself when he discovered he had met this woman alone?
One question after another came up from time to time, annoying Vanessa, but she couldn’t help thinking about it all the time.
Although he forced himself to concentrate, the whole day was still a muddle.
Until she left work and Vanessa felt exhausted.
Vanessa didn’t even know what she wanted to do, why she waited in the office and didn’t go home.
He opened the drawer and took out the phone he had thrown away negatively.
Because she couldn’t stop looking at her phone at work and waiting for a call or message from Dylan, Vanessa turned it off in a fit of rage and stuffed it in a drawer.
As the phone screen gradually lit up, Vanessa’s heart tightened along with it.
I knew I was expecting a call from Dylan.
Buzz…
The phone suddenly vibrated and Vanessa answered immediately, only to hear Mercedes’ voice.
-Vanessa, when are you coming back?
It was his mother, not Dylan.
Vanessa was momentarily disillusioned and, aware of her abnormality, shook her head desperately in an effort to calm her mind.
-I’ve just finished my work and I’m on my way back. Don’t worry, mum, I’ll start again.
-All right, take care on the road and be careful.
-Good.
Hanging up the phone, Vanessa took a deep breath and forced herself to stop thinking about what she shouldn’t and not to hold on to expectations she shouldn’t. She quickly calmed down, gathered her things and left the office. She quickly calmed down, gathered her things and left the office.
When he returned to the Cazalla family, his mood had adjusted.
It was as if the daytime distractions and restlessness had never existed.
Vanessa had dinner with Mercedes in a relaxed manner, they took a short walk in the garden, said goodnight and went to their rooms.
After showering and lying down on the bed, Vanessa’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on her phone.
After staring at the sullen phone for a long time, Vanessa ended up smiling to herself.
What did you expect?
This woman’s relationship with Dylan was usually close at first sight. Maybe she was someone Dylan liked, or maybe she was his mistress, his fiancée? In any case, whatever their relationship, it had nothing to do with her.
She was just a pawn in Dylan’s possessive mind, a hobby, nothing important.
“Who are you to compare yourself to that girl like that?”
Vanessa became mentally hypnotised and finally fell asleep.