Esteban Zaragosa embraced Dulcina Calvo, who was wrapped in the blanket, and shouted to the woman standing watching the show, “Get out!”
Claudius Belles let out a “gasp”, his mouth curved in mockery as he glared at the girl on the bed and said, “I’ll expect you for breakfast, I brought it with me.”
With that, Claudio Belles walked into the living room with his arms entwined like a proper bride, calm and collected.
Esteban Zaragosa’s face was somber and his voice cold: “Close the door!”.
Claudio Belles stepped back and gave him the same cold stare before closing the door tightly.
Only when Claudio Belles had left did Esteban Zaragosa relax and ask the person he was holding in his arms, “Did he do something to you?”
Dulcina Calvo was horrified. What girl wouldn’t be horrified if another woman pulled up her sheets after having made love to her boyfriend?
It was like a thunderclap, surprise or not?
Dulcina Calvo’s face was red and white with a mixture of shame, rage and horror. … Many emotions were running through her mind.
She glared at Esteban Zaragosa and pushed him away with her small hands, “Who is she!”
Dulcina Calvo felt extraordinarily uncomfortable, the woman who had just looked at her with the same disdain as a random bride.
The look, unusually insulting.
Esteban Zaragosa hastened to explain: “He is my colleague”.
Dulcina Calvo’s eyes got even bigger and she shouted with a little collar, “You’re a big liar! I’ve never met a colleague from our hospital!”
He shouted, his eyes red as a pissed off rabbit.
“You go away! Don’t touch me! I’m going home.”
He bent down and reached for his clothes, he just wanted to get out of here already!
Esteban Zaragosa drew her into his arms and held her restless little body, “She’s just a friend of mine, I didn’t know she was coming today, she scared you before, let’s go find her later and have her apologize.”
Dulcina Calvo froze: “Really, really?”.
Is she really just a friend?
But a woman’s instinct told Dulcina Calvo that the woman, who liked Esteban Zaragosa, had a contemptuous look full of animosity towards her.
Esteban Zaragosa’s dark eyes looked at her, “Really, don’t cry.”
The man reached up to wipe away her tears and Dulcina Calvo, biting her lip aggressively, looked at him with teary eyes and choked back a sob, “But where were you this morning?”
“I went shopping for breakfast and picked up your favorite potato pancakes.”
Dulcina Calvo sniffled loudly, her stomach rumbled twice and she frowned slightly, her ears flushed under Esteban Zaragosa’s gaze.
“I’m hungry…”
Esteban Zaragosa kissed her forehead and said softly, “I washed your clothes last night and hung them on the balcony, they should be dry by now, I’m going to get them.”
“…”
Dulcina Calvo had not thought that Esteban Zaragosa, with his supernatural appearance, would be doing anyone’s laundry.
The clothes you wear outside can be washed in the washing machine, but your underwear … should not be washed by your own hands!
…
Esteban Zaragosa came out of the bedroom and glimpsed Claudio Belles sitting waiting.
Esteban Zaragosa’s face immediately turned three shades colder: “What brings you here?”
Claudius Belles raised an eyebrow at him, resting his chin on his hands and looking at him with burning eyes: “I missed you, so I came to see you.”
Esteban Zaragosa frowned, “You know what I mean, don’t beat around the bush, what are you doing here in La Ciudad Santa?”.
“I said I missed you, to The Holy City you can come but I can’t? Why didn’t you tell me when you were injured on your mission in Italy? It was my mentor who told me, and you went back to The Holy City without even saying hello, did it ever occur to you that I was worried about you?”
Esteban Zaragosa ignored her and walked with his long legs to the balcony to pick up his clothes, then said in a cold voice, “I am not obliged to inform you of my trip.”
Claudio Belles followed him to the balcony, looked behind him and questioned, “What do you mean it’s not mandatory? We are a couple.”
Esteban Zaragosa’s eyes sank and he turned to look at her sternly: “I warn you, don’t talk nonsense!”.
“I’m not talking nonsense, we’re legally married!”.
“Claudio Belles, you’re crazy, that’s just a marriage license for the purpose of completing a mission to fulfill your mentor’s requirements! Between us there is no substantial relationship as husband and wife!”
Claudius Belles gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but said amused, “Whatever the reason for your marriage license with me, you must admit that we are legally recognized as husband and wife!”
Esteban Zaragosa took Dulcina’s clothes and held them in his hands, looking at her coldly: “The license was obtained in Rome, it was not certified at the embassy and does not count in this country. Besides, take some time and go back to Rome to get divorced.”
“Just for that woman in the room? We’ve lived and died together, dodged countless gunshots together, saved each other’s lives countless times, and now you’re going to abandon a partner you were born with for a woman you just met?”
Esteban Zaragosa took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said seriously: “Claudio Belles, I have said many times that we were partners, but never lovers, much less husband and wife. We had license for the mission, and now it is time to end the relationship. I don’t want to make things worse for my mentor and worry his old man.”
Claudio Belles’ eyes fell on the outfit in his hand, the girl’s light pink lace panties, clutched in his hand, out of place, even a little comical.
But Claudio Belles only felt his eyes stinging and scoffed: “Why have you hidden yourself in the Holy City and not returned to Italy, but for that woman? And why have you suddenly asked me for a divorce?
Esteban Zaragosa’s dark eyes looked at her sternly, “It’s none of your business, you’d better go back the way you came.”
“I don’t think so! I’m going to take care of that annoying woman right now.”
Claudio Belles’ eyes grew cold and a murderous look shone under them, a look that Esteban Zaragosa knew very well what it meant.
Esteban Zaragosa said, word for word: “Touch a hair on Dulcina’s head and we will be enemies, Claudio Belles, if you dare, try.”
Claudio Belles’ heart was shaken.
What the hell was he talking about after all the years they had been born and died? To be at odds with her, Claudio Belles, over a woman who had nothing to do with him?
Heh. That’s silly.
What had Esteban Zaragosa put in that woman’s head?
Esteban Zaragosa grabbed his clothes and went straight to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Dulcina Calvo was sitting up in bed, her eyes slightly red and dazed.
Esteban Zaragosa approached her, sat on the edge of the bed, handed her the clothes and asked in a soft voice, “Shall I help you put them on?”
Dulcina Calvo blushed: “No, no”.
Esteban Zaragosa did not give him any importance, he just told him: “Get dressed, clean yourself up and go out for breakfast”.
He was getting up when a small hand behind him tugged at his sleeve, “Didn’t you say who that person is? Is she still around? And how did she know where your house was if she was a normal friend, and how did she know the code to the door if I didn’t open it for her in the morning…. I don’t even know the code.”
Dulcina Calvo whispered a long list of murmurs as Esteban Zaragosa sat back down beside her, his dark eyes staring deeply into her small face. “Jealous?”
Dulcina Calvo was annoyed: “Who the hell is he? Why… why is he calling you Esteban”.
Called so intimately, could she be a normal friend?
“If you don’t like it, then I won’t let him call you that anymore, okay?”.
Dulcina Calvo bit her lip and twisted her lily-white fingers into a tangle. “Then who the hell is she…. Esteban Zaragosa you can’t lie to me.”