Ciri Garzón was taken back to the village by Andreo Fanta.
Stunned, Andreo Fanta took her to the shower and then laid her down on the big bed and fell asleep with her close to him.
Ciri Garzón’s whole body ached and, above all, her heart ached.
She unconsciously stirred in his arms, unwilling to face him, and curled up like a baby, shutting him out of her world.
Andreo Fanta stared at the nape of his white collar, his dark eyes shadowed, a fire lurking in his heart, rising.
He pushed her hard to stand in front of him, “What are you hiding from?”.
“I don’t want to see you.” Ciri Garzón looked at him with red eyes.
“But I’m your man.”
The man who at one time forced himself upon her.
Andreo Fanta couldn’t help but feel pain, his fingers gently brushed the corner of her wet, red eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, suppressing his temper and sighing sweetly, “I was too aggressive just now.”
“…”
“Come here and I’ll hug you.”
It looked like he was cajoling a three-year-old.
At this point, Ciri Garzón wanted to bite him to death.
But Andreo Fanta was dominant after all, and he stretched out his long arms and pulled the small woman into his embrace, regardless of whether Ciri Garzón took the initiative or not.
“Stop, don’t you love Miles’ ravioli, I’ll take you there in the morning, eh?”
“…”
The man kissed her ear lovingly and tenderly, “I’ll see if it hurts and I’ll be careful not to hurt you next time.”
“…”
Ciri Garzón bites her finger, not wanting to speak again. Andreo Fanta has always felt like a loser in this relationship, but Ciri Garzón clearly understands that she is the complete loser.
No matter how much she screams, argues and cries, in the end she is swallowed up by Andreo Fanta without a sound, and is left alone as the canary that belongs to her, unable to cross the gaps on one side, but unwilling to let go.
…
Ciri Garzón spent several days recovering in the villa and, instead of recovering, Andreo Fanta began to hold her captive again as a prisoner.
Cidro Borja arrived with eight bodyguards, two at the door, two at the back door, two at the side door and two, standing in the garden below, in case he jumped out the second floor window onto the lawn to escape.
Previously, Ciri Garzón also broke her leg during her escape from the captivity of Andreo Fanta.
How cruel of Andreo Fanta to beg her to take her to the doctor after breaking her leg, but Andreo Fanta left her in bed, crying and screaming in pain for three whole days, so wet and sweaty she was dying in pain.
Ciri Garzon hated it, and was cruel enough to say that he should remember the pain and consequences of running away.
For a long time afterwards, Ciri Garzón did not dare to think of fleeing again, because of the cost, set in stone.
It wasn’t until a year ago that she managed to escape and stay on the run for a whole year, so long that she really began to worry that Andreo Fanta had abandoned her.
I guess people are cheap, before running away, their mind is to escape from her clutches, but after really running away for a long time, they start worrying if there is another woman by their side to replace her.
Every time Andreo Fanta took her back, they got along wonderfully, because they had been away for so long that he loved her more than he had time to lose his temper, but as time went by, they began to argue and clash again, and eventually Ciri Garzón got into the habit of running away.
At noon, Cidro Borja had ordered a meal from Ippudo.
Ciri Garzón had not eaten much for several days and the food at the Ippudo was especially to her taste, so she ate more.
Cidro Borja is relieved.
This Miss Ciri, finally ready to eat today.
When Andreo Fanta called to ask, Cidro Borja reported honestly.
The man there ordered in a deep voice, “Bring in the chef.”
Cidro Borja thought that his ears had misheard? what?
Bring in Ippudo’s chef directly? Cook for Miss Ciri by herself?
“Are you deaf?”
“Second Master, are we going to invite now? The head chef of this first-class house…”
“Now, immediately. Have the first-class chef cook for Ciri alone for the night.”
“…”
What’s the limit? You’re going to poach Miss Ciri’s chef just because he ate half a bowl of rice more? How inhumane is that? …
…
******
Estrella Berrocal is lying in La Villa Vasconcellos, bored and touring Adán Rouco’s circle of friends.
When she saw the marriage certificate he had sent, she glanced at the registration date on it and suddenly realized that tomorrow was their anniversary.
Estrella Berrocal rushed over and sent a sardonic WhatsApp to Adán Rouco: “What are you doing tomorrow?”.
The other party quickly responded with a few words, “I work, you’re not at home, otherwise I could be doing something else.”
For example, ….
Estrella Berrocal’s mouth twisted and her little face reddened slightly, but she returned a decent “Oh”.
He grabbed his phone in frustration, Adán Rouco did not remember their wedding anniversary!
Although, if he hadn’t happened to see the time of his registration, he probably wouldn’t remember much of it, but how could he not!
A day like your wedding anniversary is not a big day, but if you never celebrate it, you are unlikely to get into the habit of celebrating it later.
No, you have to make Adam Rouco a good husband!
But he’s staying a week in Ciudad del Rey, and tomorrow is only the fourth day, so he can’t go back to La Ciudad Santa.
Estrella Berrocal lay on the bed in a hulking fashion, her small hand rubbing her stomach as a daring idea crossed her mind.
“Honey, let’s go back to Daddy tomorrow, okay?”
Pass in front of him and surprise him.
…
Early the next morning, Estrella Berrocal talked to Mrs. Vasconcellos about it and took a plane back to La Ciudad Santa.
When we arrived at La Ciudad Santa, it was noon, Estrella Berrocal sent a WhatsApp asking where Adán Rouco was, and he said he was playing golf with a client.
Does this mean you are in show business?
Estrella Berrocal got into a cab and hurriedly told the driver, “Driver, you are no longer going to the Rouco Group. ”
“So, where are you going girl?”
Estrella Berrocal sent another message to Adán Rouco: “Can you send me a location?”.
Adán Rouco, for his part, thought he was imagining things, so he sent a random piece.
Estrella Berrocal said directly to the driver, “Driver, go to Moon Lake International Golf Course!”.
Moon Lake is on the outskirts and quite remote.
Along the way, Estrella Berrocal waited for him, during which time Adán Rouco also sent her some messages, but she never replied, with the idea that saying too much would give her away.
…
Adán Rouco was leaving the course after playing golf with a client when a familiar and pleasant female voice suddenly came from the horse, not far away, on the other side of the road.
“Adam!”
As soon as Estrella Berrocal got out of the car, the first thing she saw was Adán Rouco, who was about to enter through the door and, fearing he was leaving, she hurried across the road.
On this side of the golf course, there are many cars coming and going, and Adam Rouco’s brow furrows as they whiz by.
Estrella Berrocal crosses the road and gets run over, narrowly escaping being grazed by a car!
When you reach the middle of the road, you are blocked by the white railings in the center of the road.
Adán Rouco exploded with rage, his temples exploded and he sneered: “Don’t be a killjoy!
“I was in a hurry to see you, that’s why…”
A car speeds by.
Adán Rouco hurried to grab her by the waist, holding her by himself, and Estrella Berrocal put her arms around his neck nervously.