The Holy City, The Villas of Repulse Bay.
In the studio, Jerold Rouco sits for a long time in front of his computer in an ink-blue satin housecoat.
He is not Adán Rouco and does not know so much about the situation and the financial ins and outs of the Rouco Group, nor is he Adán Rouco, with his sensitivity to figures and finances.
Jerold Rouco put a hand to his temples to relax his aching eyes and leaned back in his swivel chair with his eyes closed as the studio door clicked open.
Jerold Rouco opened his eyes and looked out to see Clementina Orihuela walking in wearing a revealing black silk nightgown.
But Jerold Rouco merely ignored her flirtatious look and asked coldly, “What are you doing here?”
Clementina Orihuela approached him and put her soft arms around his shoulders, hugged him and said in his ear: “Isn’t it obvious? What I want to do, of course I want to do”.
Jerold Rouco’s brow furrowed and he pulled his hand away and threw it straight out, “I’m not in the mood, get out.”
Clementina Orihuela, a proud woman, could not stand Jerold Rouco’s slights and asked angrily, “Jerold Rouco, tell me honestly, aren’t you good enough?”
If not, how could he not react to a girl as beautiful as her, who appeared before him dressed like that to tempt him?
Not even the most basic reaction of respect.
This was undoubtedly a great blow to the proud Clementina Orihuela.
“Go away, I have things to do.”
“I just won’t go out!”
Clementina Orihuela took his left hand and removed the plain platinum wedding ring from his ring finger, “Did you forget to take it off? I should have thrown it away a long time ago.”
“Give it back to me.” Jerold Rouco stood, his dark eyes staring at her with dangerous coldness.
Clementina Orihuela froze, but was not deterred: “Now you are my man, why are you wearing the wedding ring that Estrella Berrocal gave you? Not only am I not going to give it back to you, I’m going to throw it away”.
Clementina Orihuela ran to the window and threw the ring out the window.
Jerold Rouco strides up to her and shoves her, “Who gave you permission to throw my stuff away!”.
Down in a grassy area, the ring was lying around and could not be seen, even if one had the patience to look for it.
Clementina Orihuela looked coldly, “Are you Jerold Rouco or Adán Rouco, didn’t you say you had no interest in Estrella Berrocal? What’s your hurry for me to throw away the ring that Estrella Berrocal gave to Adán Rouco?”
Jerold Rouco’s heart felt an inexplicable surge of anger and he clenched his fists, his dark eyes fixed on Clementina Orihuela with a sullen stare, and he gave his expulsion order in a single word: “Get out of my house.”
“You … Jerold Rouco…”
“Don’t make me repeat myself!”
“…. hum.”
Jerold Rouco’s face was grim and ghastly as his anger overcame him, and Clementina Orihuela, after all, did not dare to anger him at all, and looked at him reluctantly before leaving.
When Clementina Orihuela arrived at the studio door, Jerold Rouco again reminded her in a cold voice: “I ask you to leave this villa”.
Clementina Orihuela clenched her fists, her face red and white, “Jerold Rouco traes las pelotas!”.
After Clementina Orihuela left, Jerold Rouco felt nothing but a splitting headache and dropped into his book chair.
He clenched his brow bone, his eyes rested on the screen of his phone for a long while, and after a long while, as if possessed, he opened WhatsApp and tapped on Estrella Berrocal’s circle of friends.
But the other person’s circle of friends shows that non-friends cannot show the dynamics.
Jerold Rouco frowned and dropped the phone on his desk.
He looked out the window; outside there was the dull sound of thunder and it seemed to be raining.
Jerold Rouco worked for a while longer and, no longer in the mood, he took a bath and went to bed, but he tossed and turned, thinking only of Estrella Berrocal.
He sat back and pulled himself together for a moment, sensing that something was too wrong.
I did not love Estrella Berrocal at all, but why was she reacting in such wrong ways.
Outside it was pouring rain and Jerold Rouco unconsciously remembered the alliance that Clementina Orihuela had torn down.
Three minutes later, Jerold Rouco, umbrella in hand, crouched on the lawn looking for the wedding ring.
…
Florence.
Shortly after 1 a. m., Estrella Berrocal felt sick to her stomach, retched and tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
He opened his phone and looked at WhatsApp, where messages from Adán Rouco were no longer coming in.
Now that she was divorced, she had to decide to nip her feelings for Adán Rouco in the bud.
Her WhatsApp, her mobile number, everything was deleted on her.
Suddenly, Esteban Zaragosa sent a message –
“Adam’s multiple personality disorder, for which there may be a cure, and Lorenzo Rouco’s departure, will bring about a gradual merging of personalities.”
“Really? That’s great.”
But after sending this, Estrella Berrocal realized she was worrying too much; why was she so excited now that Adam was not her family?
Esteban Zaragosa, a man of very cold character, did not seem to expect Estrella Berrocal to respond so quickly.
Estrella Berrocal asked again curiously, “Adán Rouco’s multiple personality disorder has not been a problem for a long time, why has Dr. Esteban suddenly mentioned it?”
“I was doing some things in Italy and met with a couple of physician friends who were more knowledgeable in the area of brain-spirit connections.”
So that’s it…
Only, with the illness of Adán Rouco, he no longer had the right to interfere.
“Dr. Esteban, you don’t need to talk to me about Adán Rouco in the future. He and I … are divorced”.
After that, Estrella Berrocal simply unsubscribed from WhatsApp and now no one related to Adán Rouco can contact her, as she has even changed her cell phone card.
…
The next morning, Andreo Fanta and Cidro Borja came to visit.
Cidro Borja said, “Miss Estrella, the results of this genetic matching continue to prove that you are from the bloodline of The Fanta family. ”
Andreo Fanta looked at Estrella Berrocal and pursed his lips, “If you still don’t accept it and don’t want to come back to King’s City with me, you can stay in Florence for the time being, you don’t have to worry about your safety, I will send someone to protect you.”
“It’s not necessary.”
Cidro Borja thought Estrella Berrocal refused to be protected, “Miss Estrella, now that Amara Montellano knows of your existence, according to her vengeful mentality, she will surely turn against you. So…”
Estrella Berrocal looked up with a clear smile and said, “I can come back to Ciudad del Rey with you. ”
Because, originally, she had also stayed in Florence, just to shelter from the wind and wait for Adán Rouco to pick her up and take her home.
But now that he has lost Adán Rouco and his home, he is a floating duck without family or friends, and Andreo Fanta’s presence is not only a ray of hope, but a lifeline.
He had thought about it last night, and going back to King City with Andreo Fanta to identify with his ancestors would have been the best plan.
In addition, he would like to meet his real parents.
He is also slowly getting used to the fact that Andreo Fanta, the man, is his real brother.
Andreo Fanta looked at her with deep eyes and finally reached out and took her hand in his, “Dulcinia, I am so glad you have accepted and agreed to come back to The Fanta Family with me. ”
Estrella Berrocal could feel Andreo Fanta’s hand trembling gently as he held hers.
I could feel Andreo Fanta’s excitement at finding her.
“Listen … to Miss Ciri, you … you and Mrs. Vasconcellos have been looking for me all these years?”
“Yes, we’ve been looking for you and now we’ve finally found you, and Mom will be so happy when you come back to King City. ”
In the end she felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of a blood relative and simply nodded, “Hmm.”