Katarina looked at Antonio very calmly.
-Antonio, you have told me so many things, I am a bit confused, I am trying to get my head around it, I still don’t know how to face you, how to face your mother in the future, she wants my father dead, my father definitely knows what your mother is up to, but he keeps letting things take their course, I need to think, should I talk to him…? I need to think about whether I should talk to him….
Antonio took her hand.
-If he had wanted to tell you, he would have told you a long time ago, he just preferred to keep quiet for fear that it would affect our relationship….. Dad is so wise, how could he not know what my mother was up to… when we got engaged, didn’t you also see that there was a strange atmosphere between them…? Dad wasn’t afraid of my mother’s movements because she was so open…? …
Antonio wanted to tell her not to mention it again in front of his father….
Katarina was a bit hesitant, she didn’t want to add to her father’s problems either….
She slides her eyes and looks out of the car window.
-Send me to the Fanslan Neighborhood first.
Antonio keeps trying to convince her that he couldn’t sleep peacefully last night when she wasn’t there, even if he didn’t have to do anything, just be together….
-Katarina, I want to be with you, you don’t want me to touch you, I can sleep a little bit next to you, you don’t want to see me, you can sleep with your back to me…..
Katarina couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
What’s the point?
Sleeping next to him, with her back to him?
Why didn’t she say she was going to sleep on the couch and in the guest room?
Antonio saw her smile and smiled back, kissing her on the forehead.
-All right?
Katarina shakes her head, with a firm tone.
-I’m going to the Fanslan neighborhood.
A little frustrated, Antonio knew he really needed space to calm down and started the car in the direction of Barrio Fanslan.
He couldn’t say he didn’t want to send her to Barrio Fanslan because Carlos was there, and even though Katarina was full of herself and Mr. Aguayo only had Micaela in his heart, he still cared too much that his wife was under the same roof as another man, a man who was still so good….
It was still early, and at that moment Micaela was downstairs on the couch watching the World Modeling Contest ride.
Auditions, preliminaries, finals, tour, finals, finals, second tour, awards show, that is, the international finals, if she made it to the end, lasted three months and Eric prepared with the goal of taking Micaela to the final round with big ambitions.
Micaela was interested in the objectives of the contest, fashion, intelligence and communication?
Carlos sat next to her and watched as she looked at the thick book of competition descriptions in her hand, his thoughts drifted a little, three months, whether the girl made it to the finals or not, he had two things to plan, marry her and, take her back to Salamonsa.
The former he looked forward to immensely, and for the latter he was fully prepared.
The submission to enter Salamonsa this time has not yet been answered, but he is no longer worried, in all probability it will happen, with the renowned Nubcancion, the purchase of gems is more powerful, the conditions he gave, Salamonsa also has no reason not to be excited….
Seeing how eager the girl was for the game to start, Carlos’ mouth twisted and he reached out his hand to rub her head.
Micaela, however, looked up suddenly, holding the presentation open and pointing to one of the tickets, her eyes full of surprise.
-Carlos, are you a godfather again?
Carlos looked at her suspiciously, took the book from her hand and hugged her.
-Well, it’s more of a statement when you cough up some money.
Micaela frowns slightly as she continues with the question.
-What words?
Carlos ducked his head and pecked her lips, telling her bluntly.
-For example, eliminate the bikini article and focus on traditional cultural elements that are not overly revealing and focus on inner grooming and sublimation.
Micaela is a little dumbfounded, remembering that she has participated in many contests, large and small, catwalks, in none of which she had the mythical bikini, and it seems that all because of her?
Seeing that the girl was not reacting, Carlos narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice a bit.
-I’m about to alter the rules, I promise you, I’ve only insisted on that and nothing else, there will never be a back door for you.
Micaela blushed a little and went over to hug him.
-I know, thanks to you, I’ve never had to worry about any of this…..
Micaela, conservative by nature, is not able to wear a bikini in public either, one of the reasons she thought she would have to give up her modeling career sooner or later….
The little head tilted up and looked at him.
-Er, so, you dropped some money, how much was it?
Carlos rubbed his head.
-It doesn’t matter, it’s a small amount of money and it’s a contribution to boost the world economy.
Micaela looked at Carlos, how could he not know what defined his petty cash, buy one balm for 180, 000 a piece and buy ten in a heartbeat?
Micaela was immensely moved that he was not allowed to see her body or anything like that, she knew it was a man’s desire for exclusivity and her little face pressed against his chest.
-Carlos, I like you very much, this dominance of yours, I like it too. After this competition, I won’t show up, I’ll wait for my contract to end on a regular basis, and then….
Carlos’ mouth twisted at the corners, as if it were….
No sound?
Long fingers lifted his chin and, as expected, saw the girl’s red face.
-Come on, what then?
Micaela’s heart beat a few beats faster, she looked into his eyes full of affection, averted her gaze without daring to look at him, and her voice dropped a few points….
-Then go home and have a baby…..
Carlos smiled a charming smile, and his mind unconsciously imagined a post-wedding life with the girl, reaching out to take her hand and sit her on his lap, tightening his arms around her, his voice eerily muffled.
-Well, having a baby with Micaela?
The atmosphere was inexplicably lovely, and Micaela felt a little embarrassed for having discussed the subject more than once, but she couldn’t resist asking again.
-Carlos, how many babies are we going to have?
-One.
Huh?
Micaela raised her head to look at him.
Didn’t we talk about having a soccer team or a mahjong table or something before…?
Carlos’ forehead against hers.
-It hurts so much to have a baby, let’s just have one.
Carlos was incredibly serious, that time the girl was in the operating room anesthesia can not do the surgery, she was in pain so white, also watched the pain can not breathe ….
I should not let her try again….
The last time Alba lived here, she was watching a variety show with her girl, something like a man experiencing the pain of childbirth through a device, and she sat in her studio with the door open and heard the men on TV screaming in pain, and imagined her girl going through that pain, and instantly her heart broke to have more children. If he really didn’t want to have a life with his girl, it wouldn’t matter if he did or not….
Micaela got emotional, and then she cried and laughed.
Oh this man who loves her like his life…..
The girl threw her arms around his neck and confessed.
-Carlos, I love you so much….
-I love you too…
Carlos kissed her softly on the lips, only to touch them when the doorbell rang.
Micaela pushed him away as soon as she could.
-Katarina is coming, she just texted me to come over for the night.
The girl got up and ran to open the door.
Charles looked at the empty embrace for a second, she stood up, the long legged man with big strides reached her in a few steps, he reached out and grabbed her wrist with a tug and a push, the girl’s back was pressed against the back of the door, the next second, cool breath hit her, thin lips covered her, capturing her lips….
The man’s domineering assault, with no room for maneuver, leaves the girl forced to endure his demands, depriving her even of breath, for a long while, before her ears faintly hear the sound of someone’s voice from outside.
-Katarina, let’s go back, they probably rested….
Outside the door Antony prayed in his heart never to open the door, he would take Katarina back immediately….
Katarina was a little hesitant and the next second the door opened…