Alba now felt a little curious and raised her eyes to look at him.
-What’s the big shocking secret?
Ernesto deliberately and mysteriously came closer to her ear with a whisper….
He waited to see Alba jump with a surprised face, but who knows, Alba was incredibly calm and came back to explain to him that
-Ernesto, if you know someone’s secret, you have to keep it to yourself and never tell anyone else!
-Nonsense, am I so nosy, can’t I know what to say and what not to say?
Half-heartedly, in reaction, it’s not fair for Alba to react so calmly!
Ernesto looked at her questioningly.
-No, you already knew that, didn’t you?
Ernesto then remembered that Alba and Katarina, Micaela, were very close and that on the day of Kimberly’s cremation, Katarina fainted and they stayed with her for half a day and accompanied her to the maternity check-up…..
Grinding his teeth, Ernesto turned around and pinned the person underneath him, reaching out to tickle her.
-Honey, there’s first-hand gossip without telling me!
Alba was particularly ticklish and struggled with all sorts of things at once, and gleeful laughter echoed throughout the room, laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe and still teasing him.
-Haha, Ernesto, you, you, you hit yourself in the face you, who just said no gossip, haha, you stop tickling me, haha… no more…..
The laughter faded away and was replaced, not long after, by the blushing sound of …..
Here Antonio’s car is parked under the Carballo family villa.
He looked at his own face in the rearview mirror.
Today, Marcos asked him out, he did not think much of it, he approached, he was questioned, after learning that he would never end the relationship with Katarina, he got angry, raised his hand and hit, he himself recently also suppressed, so he hit the fight….
Looking in the mirror, I have a broken corner of my lips and a bruise on my cheek….
Katarina must be heartbroken seeing this….
Half-heartedly, pausing and smiling bitterly….
Even if she’s heartbroken, she won’t show it anymore….
She takes a deep breath and opens the car door to get out.
It was eleven o’clock, Marisa and the servants had gone to bed, and he gently pushes open Katarina’s dressing table.
He doesn’t want to open it for fear that Marisa will discover that they sleep in separate rooms and worry her….
The room was lit by a single dim bedside lamp with the headlights off.
Antonio’s heart was warmed the first night they came back to stay, he stayed in the study until late, the lights in the room were off and it was dark, he didn’t turn them on for fear of waking her and fell asleep on the couch by the light of her phone.
The next night, she had the bedside table lamp on when he pushed the door again….
Although she didn’t even want to look directly at him, she quietly left the light on for him, and this small concern also made him feel immensely satisfied…..
Without realizing it, I approached the bedside.
Katarina sleeps soundly, since her pregnancy she sleeps very well, Huma blushes and her long hair spreads across the pillow….
Sitting carefully on the edge of the bed, Antonio gazed lovingly at her, looking attentively at her eyebrows, her long eyelashes like two small fans with perfect curves, her profiled nose, her red lips….
Quickly averting his gaze for fear of not being able to resist kissing her, he lowered his eyes and rested on her lower back….
She was covered with a thin blanket, and now her belly was not visible, but he kept imagining that it looked like she had grown a belly, and he felt a warmth in his heart, that inside this girl’s body a child was being conceived that belonged to them….
He has looked on the internet and at 4 months there should be a fetal movement, I wonder if she will be willing to let him touch it then?
I wish she was like you, she had to be with you, she swore she would die to be with you….
Mark’s words echoed in his ears, his wish, and he understood that Mark suspected, suspected that Katarina was not as determined as he was to be with him, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up….
The child, he is also worried, also restless, in case the child is really unhealthy, forced to remove, Katarina to endure the pain, think of her heart will break, so the child, just pregnant with this, good or bad, just this, he does not want to let her suffer again …
Katarina did not sleep well, Antonio did not come back for dinner at night and sent her a message saying he had an appointment with Marcos, she did not answer….
Seeming to feel the sight warm, Katarina slowly opened her eyes and saw Antonio sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her, his cheek looked puffy and vaguely blue….
Katarina’s eyes snapped open and she unconsciously tried to sit up….
It was then that Antonio realized that Katarina was awake and stood up.
-Sorry Katarina, did I wake you up?
His caution made Katarina wince, she looked at the bruise on his face, looked away and lay back down, turning over with her back to him, her hands clutching the sheets, did they fight?
He came back the night his father left with the mark of a slap on his face, and today he’s nose to nose again….
The anguish had only grown before she crushed it, her father had left, angry with her mother, and Antonio was not to blame….
Antonio half reacted as her eyes seemed to rest on the wound on his face and hurriedly offered to explain.
-Don’t worry, it’s a small wound, it will be fine tomorrow.
Katarina ignored him, and Antonio paused to suppress the dejection in his heart, went to get his clothes and went into the bathroom to wash himself, and when he came out, he looked at her from afar, knowing that she was still asleep, but not daring to approach her again.
How he longed to hold her, to hold her in his arms and sleep as he used to do, but she hated the idea of his touching her, and since she knew who he was, she would not let him touch her again, and the fact that today he could let him take her back was self-imposed; he had already forced her to stay with him by threats, and he could not afford to force her to anything else….
Lying on the couch, the angle just right to see her slender back….
He knew she couldn’t cross that barrier at the moment, and he didn’t push her, even if he couldn’t go back to the old days, he’d settle for living together like this.
Once he had taken over the company, he would take her and Marisa with him, and the family would settle abroad, and he would try to get her to accept him again little by little….
With this wonderful fantasy, he slowly fell asleep….
The next day, when Katarina woke up, Antonio was gone.
I sent him a message on his cell phone:
First I went to the office. I didn’t want Mom to see the bruises on my face and worry, so if she asked me, I’d tell her I was back with the Franco family last night.
True to form, as soon as they came downstairs they ran into Marisa.
-Katarina, didn’t Antonio come back last night?
Katarina nods her head.
-Well, last night he came back with the Franco family.
Marisa nodded her head, without much enthusiasm, and looked at her daughter.
-Katarina, it’s almost time for you to go back to the Franco family, you can’t stay here with mom all the time.
Thinking it was about time Katarina knew something, he stepped forward, took his daughter’s hand and sat down on the sofa.
-Katarina, Mom and Dad have been keeping something from you, and now, it’s time to tell you.
Katarina looked at her mother a little nervously, already guessing in her mind what she was going to say…