The next day, when Yerma and Mrs. Echave went to deliver breakfast, they passed the infirmary and heard the excited voice of a young nurse:
-Mother, I just went to room V9 to take the temperature of the mother and the newborn and guess what I saw?
V9?
Isn’t that the ward where Moya is?
Both men stopped dead in their tracks and sharpened their ears….
-What did you see? Come on, tell me!
This couture couple is the talk of the maternity unit…
-I saw the new baby, sleeping on the edge of the bed, the husband of our future Lord of the City sleeping with his arms around her and their abandoned child, how sad!
This cheerful tone is not at all that of a heart-broken child, but rather that of watching an exciting gossip….
Some of the junior nurses caught their breath and sounded extraordinarily excited.
-The right parents are true love and the child is an accident!
-The husband of the future Lord of the City is so handsome and considerate that he wouldn’t even let the male doctor attend his own delivery of Darling the night she gave birth!
-Yes, on our VIP floor, basically all the wards have hired babysitters to take care of the children, some even let the babysitters sleep with the children directly, only they, do it all by themselves, and, it’s their husband who does it all, really, envy the others!
Yerma and Mrs. Echave look at each other with a smile while they listen to the nurses’ conversation…
In the middle of the day, Yerma thought about what Carlos had said to her as they left the night before, her smile faded and she prayed in her heart that God would help them too….
When they reached the room, they gently pushed the door, wondering if they would see the image of Carlos asleep with Moya in his arms, as the nurse had said, but instead they saw Carlos standing in the middle of the room, in his gray pajamas, holding the baby in his arms. ….
They looked in the direction of the bed and it turned out that Moya was still awake, on her side, under the covers, and seemed to be sleeping soundly, Carlos was holding the baby in his arms and moving around the room, Yerma came over to look and Mike was squinting and about to fall asleep again….
Knowing that Mike was hungry, but the baby always sleeps better at dawn, Carlos didn’t want to wake her up, Mike grunted, so he picked him up and walked around, and sure enough, he was about to fall asleep….
Mrs. Echave and Yerma, who didn’t know that Carlos thought that “it’s okay if Mike eats later”, were very touched by his gesture….
Carlos is so, so good at taking care of people, you can both be sure that last night, I am afraid, Carlos did everything but breastfeed….
Indeed he did, Micaela would get up three times a night to feed, sometimes in a daze she would hear my son grunting and soon nothing was heard….
She stayed three days in the hospital and Carlos didn’t go anywhere, taking care of both mother and son at all times.
Even Lluvia, who came down to play with Micaela, was amazed at how well Carlos took care of the children. He is a great example for all husbands, so I couldn’t be more envious….
Finally, on the fourth day, it was time to leave the hospital.
Both Yerma and Mrs. Echave made a special trip to pick them up.
Carlos brought home a professional nanny from the hospital, he had too much to do to stay home with the girls and Mike all the time, Yerma had two jobs and could not find time to care for her, and although Mrs. Echave repeatedly invited him to stay at Villa Echave, Carlos declined.
The nursery master was in his forties and was immensely proud to be able to go to the house of the future Lord to take care of the two future lords of the city.
After eating and bidding farewell to Yerma and Mrs. Echave, Carlos waited for mother and son to take a nap, kissed the woman on the forehead and looked at his son, who was also sleeping, before turning to leave.
Diego was already waiting downstairs, as he had stayed here since his arrival in Salamonsa, he saw Carlos come down and together they went to the car, walked to it and pulled out the back seat.
Carlos sat down and commanded:
-Go to Pesla City.
…
More than two hours later.
Nilson was in his office dealing with Pesla City matters large and small when Ian entered, bowing slightly in deference.
-Lord of the City, Mr. Aguayo is here and I have arranged the large meeting room.
Nilson looked up, the surprise in his eyes lingering only a second, glancing at the phone that had been silent, expecting at least a call to be made, not expecting it to come directly and, well, so quickly.
Get up and stride out.
Carlos sits in the first seat to the left of the long conference room table, back leaning against the backrest, legs bent, elbows resting on the arms of the chair, posture languid and unspeakably dominant and unflappable.
Diego stood behind him and watched Nilson enter with a slight nod.
Nilson did not occupy the main seat either, but took a seat opposite Carlos.
Diego was the first to speak, with a sincere tone:
-Mr. Nilson, thank you for your great help in reactivating the new economy in Echave City.
Yes, in the last three days, Nilson has been very direct in helping Echave City and Carlos with their plans, financially and in terms of publicity, and has arranged for the elite of Pesla City to get involved in projects that are substantial to reactivate the growth of Echave City’s economy.
Nilson looked at Carlos and said weakly:
-I said I would do what I promised Moya.
In fact, he wanted to ask how Moya was doing, but in the end he didn’t, because he knew that Moya was definitely well taken care of by him…..
Carlos also ignored his words and spoke very calmly:
-Nilson, have you thought about it, changing Salamonsa for the better?
Nilson looked at Carlos and said nothing….
Carlos stood up, put his hand in his pants pocket and stepped aside.
-Let me say what I have concluded, based on the known clues. First of all, the people of Salamonsa, hundreds of years ago, if not more, were the Anlandana, and for some reason they migrated here on a large scale and settled here, didn’t they?
Ian looked at Carlos with a sudden expression of admiration and unconsciously asked:
-How do you know?
It is important to know that neither on the internet, nor in the historical documentation of Salamonsa, is it deliberately explicitly stated that the ancestors came from Anlandana before….
Diego looked at their admiring glances with some pride and explained:
-On this point, in Senor Carlos we guessed it when we were in Anlandana, and Senor Carlos visited some historians and got confirmation that there was indeed a history of drift migrations in Anlandana hundreds of years ago due to natural disasters.
Diego nailed it.
This explains why the people of Anlandana and Salamonsa are identical in color, language and skin color, as they were one family hundreds of years ago, and Salamonsa has deliberately preserved their language and written heritage….
Carlos forgot all about Salamonsa because of that hypnosis, so he could not help but be a little surprised when he first arrived in Salamonsa and saw people from Salamonsa who looked exactly like those from Anlandana….
He approached this end of the table, a few steps away from where Nilson was, and looked at him, his tone still calm.
-There is a “poison” in all the people of Salamonsa…..
Nilson jumped to his feet and looked at Carlos with surprised eyes….
Carlos took another step forward and stood still, his gaze fixed on Nilson.
-This “poison” makes the men here, live no more than 45 years, and some of the ferocious, will hasten the death of the men, I suspect that this “poison” is artificial in the early stages, only later must it be some external factor I suspect that the “poison” is artificial in the early stages, only later, by some external factor, it occurred in the human body and is inherited, flowing in his blood, making him very strongly dependent on the land of Salamonsa, so men cannot leave Salamonsa for more than 3 months, right?
Nilson’s shock was indescribable and even Moya would never have known that “facts” and “vaccines” were, in fact, synonyms for “poison”!
Carlos has only been in salamonsa for less than a month and he already knows a lot about salamonsa taboos….
He’s, well, too perceptive….
Carlos’ deep-set eyes had a touch of inquiry in them.
-Now, I want to know how Elsa can get out of Salamonsa unscathed and my Micaela has a time limit.
Nilson looked at Carlos without moving, Carlos looked at Nilson without flinching, two tall men of equal appearance, even, their gazes colliding in the air, Ian and Diego jumping for joy, looking at each other, not knowing whether to break the strange silence….
After a long, long time, Nilson finally realized something in general, loosened his tie and a different light emerged in his eyes.
-Carlos, I think I know the mission that brought you to Salamonsa and I’ll tell you everything I know.