Andreo Fanta had just gone to bed when his phone rang.
Caller ID, Cidro Borja.
“Hey, Mr. Andreo, Amara Montellano has escaped”.
Andreo Fanta emitted a slight “hmmm”, “I see, is the Estevan Fanta matter resolved?”.
“It’s done. This Estevan Fanta guy has been on drugs for a while. He’s been on drugs for a while, he won’t be out for another six months or a year.”
“Keep an eye on Amara Montellano”.
“Good.”
Andreo Fanta hangs up the phone and looks at the illuminated phone screen, which shows a young woman sleeping on the table, her eyelashes long and bushy, like a small fan, very well behaved and serene.
The man sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the phone screen for a long moment, his eyes clear and soft, the corners of his mouth hooked and he picked up the phone and climbed back into bed.
Under the pillow, pressed against one of Ciri Garzón’s dresses.
Over the years, Ciri Garzón was always running, and during the 365 days of the year, they were perhaps 300 days apart. Andreo Fanta’s sleep was so scarce that he could only sleep with Ciri Garzón’s clothes pressed under his pillow.
Tonight, although Ciri Garzón was not sleeping next to him, his heart was warmed by that superficial kiss, as beautiful as the weather outside the house where spring was about to begin.
…
Villa La familia Fanta.
Amara Montellano came running back in a state of disarray, cursing: “I haven’t been home for the last few days, didn’t you all look for me? You don’t give a damn about me! Lupita Vasconcellos has divorced Incendio Fanta! I am the mistress of the house”.
The maids were scolded and stood cowering, not daring to say anything.
Incendio Fanta, upstairs in his study, came down from the upper floor after hearing the noise: “What’s all that noise?”.
As soon as Amara Montellano saw Incendio Fanta, she scoffed: “You knew I was at Andreo Fanta’s house and why didn’t you call the police!”.
“Call the police? You want to go to the police for all the ugly things you’ve done?!”
“What a scandal I’ve made, Incendio Fanta, I’m your wife! You don’t still have that ephemeral Lupita Vasconcellos in your heart!”
Incendio Fanta looked at Amara Montellano’s outrageous and domineering manner and couldn’t help but feel disgusted, frowning, “When you sent someone to steal Dulcinia and made Lupita not see her own daughter for twenty-four years, Amara Montellano, is that something a human being would do? Dulcinia is my daughter too.”
“Heh, now you’re backing out, you were the one who said you would make me the owner of The Fanta Family, but after all those years I waited and watched you have child after child with Lupita Vasconcellos, did you ever care about my feelings? Wasn’t it unfortunate that Estevan and I suffered so much in exile?”
Incendio Fanta’s heart fluttered and he pursed his lips, “It’s good that you came back, let’s talk business, I don’t want to talk to you about the past, I won’t pursue it, neither good nor bad.”
“What do you mean, what do you want to talk to me about?” Amara Montellano looked at him suspiciously.
“Speaking of our divorce…”
Before Incendio Fanta could finish her sentence, Amara Montellano immediately growled, “You don’t believe it! I’m telling you, Incendio Fanta! I’ve sacrificed so many years for you, and now I’m in the position of Mrs. You want to reconnect with Lupita Vasconcellos, don’t even think about it, I won’t give up my position!”
“This has nothing to do with Lupita! Amara, I remember you used to be so understanding, why have you become so viciously paranoid now!”
“Understanding? Well, now that you see me as I am, do you think you shouldn’t have divorced Lupita Vasconcellos?”
Incendio Fanta’s brow furrowed, “Amara, I didn’t think you’d turn out like this, frankly, ever since I married you, you’ve set The Fanta family off, there’s never a day’s peace. If you had set out to educate Estevan, I wouldn’t be so idle now.”
“What’s wrong with Estevan? What’s wrong with our Estevan? He’s your son. You always say he’s not as good as Andreo Fanta, are you such a father? What, Incendio Fanta, you don’t want to give the whole Fanta Group to Andreo Fanta, who is a hater, who always messes with the Fanta Group, you’ll ruin the Fanta Group if you give it to him!”
“I’d give the Fanta Group to Andreo, but he doesn’t even care! Besides, the police just called, your good son has been arrested!”
Amara Montellano’s eyes twitched, “What did you say!”
“He doesn’t learn the good things, he’s going around doing shady things, he and his friends are gambling or doing drugs, it’s good that he’s getting arrested, so he’ll learn his lesson!”.
Amara Montellano was furious: “It must have been Andreo Fanta!”
“If I hadn’t provoked Andreo, would Andreo have had the time to hit on him?”
“What do you mean your son has been captured and instead of immediately sending someone to rescue him, you’re here talking nonsense! Incendio Fanta, don’t forget that Estevan is your son too!”
Incendio Fanta was so annoyed by Amara Montellano’s argument that she threw the divorce papers directly in front of her: “I don’t want to talk to you about the rest, the divorce papers, I’ve signed them, I hope you sign them as soon as possible.”
Amara Montellano grabbed the divorce papers and ripped them to shreds, “You don’t believe it!”.
Amara Montellano turned around and immediately left La familia Fanta after giving her a hard look.
Even if Andreo Fanta had kidnapped her, she had the courage to go after Estevan. If it’s not good for her, it’s not good for Andreo Fanta!
…
Three days later, Adán Rouco had to make a return trip to the Holy City on company business.
Estrella Berrocal wanted to stay a few more days in Ciudad del Rey with Mrs. Vasconcellos, but Mrs. Vasconcellos was kind enough to let Estrella Berrocal return with Adán Rouco.
While Adán Rouco was packing his bags, Estrella Berrocal grabbed him from behind.
Adán Rouco asked in a faint voice: “What’s up, do you want to pout and stay again?”.
“Of course I’m going back to The Holy City with you, I was thinking about what my mother used to say, my mother used to say that a husband, a husband, can’t be one step behind, that’s what makes a couple.”
Adán Rouco’s lips curved at this comment and he let out a light laugh, returning her gaze playfully, “Afraid I’m going back to La Ciudad Santa to look for pretty girls?”
Estrella Berrocal gave him a “guffaw” and said, “If you’re looking for a pretty girl in the Holy City, I’ll look for a handsome boy in Ciudad del Rey. ”
Adán Rouco let out a deliberate snort: “Only you, a pregnant woman, who would love you if not me?
“…”
Estrella Berrocal held out her hand and twisted it.
After using Adán Rouco as a target for a while, he patted him on the waist: “All right, let’s go greet your brother and the others and go to the airport”.
…
Upon saying goodbye to Andreo Fanta and Ciri Garzón, Estrella Berrocal hugged Ciri Garzón.
Estrella Berrocal to Ciri Garzón: “Be nice to my brother”.
Ciri Garzon skipped the subject and said, “See you in La Ciudad Santa someday to see Paulita. ”
“Good.”
Santino Yepes put the luggage and things in the trunk and Adán Rouco opened the door, with one hand on the roof and another around Estrella Berrocal’s waist. “Get in.”