“What was the reason for the divorce?” asked Andreo Fanta.
At the mention of it, Estrella Berrocal felt a little ridiculous and gently teased the corners of her lips, “It was an oversight. But in retrospect, I have that oversight to thank for making me acknowledge his feelings for me.”
“You really don’t want it anymore?”
“I want to do it, but I will abstain.”
Andreo Fanta couldn’t help but smile at his serious countenance and joked, “If you want to see that man, I can send someone to kidnap him.”
Estrella Berrocal knew he was tempering the atmosphere, reassuring her: “I don’t want to see him, I’m afraid that, if I do, I won’t be able to resist the urge to reconcile with him”.
“Well, then, if this man comes after me, I’ll agree with him a thousand miles away.”
Estrella Berrocal looked at him dumbfounded, as if she had not expected him to be so good at pampering people.
Andreo Fanta raised an eyebrow, “You don’t believe me?”.
Of course not, he just wondered what kind of divine brother this was.
Making her such a delicious snack on a big night, being her little tree and supporting her unconditionally in all her decisions.
She must have saved the planet in her last life for the gods to reward her with such a good brother.
…
Ciri Garzón had pretended to sleep when Andreo Fanta got up early the next morning.
“Ciri, get up for breakfast.”
Ciri Garzón covered her head with the sheets and murmured in a sleepy voice: “I want to sleep a little longer, I don’t want to eat, you can eat by yourself”.
“Get up for breakfast at ten o’clock, and I’ll have Purity call you then.”
Ciri Garzón immediately shook her head when she heard this, “Where are you going?”.
With those two starry eyes, did he want it to come out so badly?
Andreo Fanta tied his tie around his neck: “I’m going to take Dulcinia to the hospital to see her mother”.
“Oh.”
Andreo Fanta knotted his tie and sat on the edge of the bed, picked her up and gave her a hug, his voice soft and magnetic, “Just got here, be good, Dulcinia just got home and mom’s illness can’t be delayed any longer, I’m going to be very busy these days and I won’t have as much time for you, so be good and let me worry less, huh?”
Any other girl would have been overwhelmed by the overwhelming affection and the honey pot of tenderness, but Ciri Garzon knew Andreo Fanta too well, and his words were soft and thoughtful, but the subtext was that he was telling her-just come back, don’t try to run away again-that if she didn’t let her go, he would have a thousand ten thousand ways to stop her.
Ciri Garzón smiled at him, “Then go about your business, what can I do?”.
The man’s long fingers pinched her soft little face.
Ciri Garzón looked at his back as he left and touched the face he had pinched, “It’s almost saccharine, huh?”.
Andreo Fanta is gentlemanly, tender and polite in person, but in person, only she knows how mean and dirty he is!
…
Andreo Fanta was on his way to the hospital with Estrella Berrocal when the latter could not resist asking, “What exactly is wrong with Mrs. Vasconcellos?”
“You’ll know it when you get there.”
Along the way, Andreo Fanta did not speak again, and even Cidro Borja, who usually talks a lot, was reticent.
When she arrived at the hospital, Estrella Berrocal was nervous, curious to know what her real mother was like.
“Come in, I’ve told mom beforehand that I’m bringing you here today.”
Estrella Berrocal nodded and followed Andreo Fanta into the room.
Upon entering the room, Estrella Berrocal caught a glimpse of Mrs. Vasconcellos, who was half-sitting up in a hospital bed.
She did not look well, probably because she was ill, but it was noticeable that her temperament was good and her whole person was kind and inviting to be near.
Estrella Berrocal stood for a moment without reacting and just looked at her, Lupita Vasconcellos smiled and gestured for her to come closer: “Come to mama, girl”.
Estrella Berrocal approached her and was pulled to a seat by Mrs. Vasconcellos, who took her by the hand and looked at her with a look of motherly love and affection, but also with an emotion and joy that could not be hidden in her eyes.
“Dulcinia, you really are my Dulcinia, Dulcinia, mom has missed you so much all these years, I was almost devastated when the dealers took you away … I’m sorry …. Dulcinia… It’s all because mommy didn’t take care of you that those people with bad intentions took advantage of you….. I’m really sorry… my Dulcinia…”
Mrs. Vasconcellos choked as she spoke, her eyes reddened with tears, and she hugged Estrella Berrocal so tightly that the latter could feel it as the most sincere confession and apology from a mother.
Estrella Berrocal also hugged her and said in a reassuring way: “Don’t be sad, madam, I’m back, right?
Mrs. Vasconcellos smiled through her tears, “Yes, you’re back, Mommy has finally found you, Dulcinia, don’t worry, Mommy won’t make you suffer again.”
“Ma’am, at that time I was taken by others but I met a very good foster father, my foster father treated me very well, he never told me that I was picked up and he treated me like his own daughter.”
“Really? That’s really thanks to your adoptive father, who is … May I meet your foster father? I’d like to thank him in person.”
Estrella Berrocal’s eyes darkened: “My adoptive father … left three years ago”.
“So, ah, sorry Dulcinia, I didn’t mean to bring up your sadness.”
Estrella Berrocal smiled and shook her head.
Mrs. Vasconcellos had a loving gaze that kept lingering on Estrella Berrocal, “Dulcinia, mom and your brother, they really looked for you for years, and several times I thought, I really couldn’t find…. Dulcinia, do you blame mom?”
“Of course not, it’s not like the lady abandoned me, so why should I blame you.”
Mrs. Vasconcellos felt a little uncomfortable listening to her own daughter politely and distantly called by the name of Madame, but she knew it was a little difficult for her to change her mind suddenly, since her daughter had just returned home.
“I’m glad you don’t blame me, Dulcinia, mommy has missed you so much all these years, let mommy see you well.”
Estrella Berrocal could not resist asking: “By the way, madam, what happened to you and why were you hospitalized?
Mrs. Vasconcellos’ eyes stopped and said, “So Andreo hasn’t told you yet. I … I just have a fever and a cold and I’m weak, you don’t have to worry, I’ll be fine and out of the hospital in a few days.”
But it seemed to Estrella Berrocal that Mrs. Vasconcellos was not quite a little fever and a cold, but she did not suspect much.
…
Mrs. Vasconcellos fell asleep before Andreo Fanta and Estrella Berrocal left the room.
“When will the lady be discharged from the hospital?”
Andreo Fanta furrowed his eyebrows, looked at her with some gravity and said, “Dulcinia, Mama is leukemic and was afraid you would worry, so she deliberately lied to you. Before you arrived, Mama told me not to tell you about her illness, but paper can’t cover the fire, so she had no intention of hiding it from you.”
“Leukemia? And has the right bone marrow been found?” asked Estrella Berrocal anxiously.
“Normally there is a higher match among immediate family members, but I took the test and it didn’t fit.”
Estrella Berrocal unconsciously asked: “Will mine fit?
Andreo Fanta’s dark eyes sank, “Dulcinia, do you really want to?”.