Estrella Berrocal seemed to realize that the problems between Nico Amengual and Micaela were bigger than the ones she had with Adam Rouco, so she walked over to her and slipped her arm around Micaela’s shoulders. “Are you and Mr. Nico really going to break up like this, are you and Mr. Nico really going to break up?”.
“I know I probably won’t meet a better one either, but with Nico Amengual, that is, I met him when I was eighteen, he sponsored me in college, and I … became his lover the year I became…. … one of them.
With the alcohol, Micaela slowly turned her head towards Estrella Berrocal, her beautiful eyes were shining with tears, but Micaela smiled and said, “Estrella, you are not like me, you and Adam Rouco are in love, even if Adam Rouco did something bad to you, you can save him together. Even if Adam Rouco did something bad to you, you can save him together, you are a couple. But Nico Amengual and I were never a normal couple. These eight years, I was very tired and exhausted. I kept telling myself that it was just a deal, but then I realized that probably what people can’t control the most is what they fear. The more fear you have, the easier it is to sink.”
Estrella Berrocal reassured, “But that time when Adam Rouco and Nico Amengual were playing cards together, I think I heard Nico Amengual say he was going to get you back, so that means he has you in mind.”
“Getting him back? Going back and continuing to be his mistress? Continuing to share him with other women? Having me on his mind, but that’s not enough, he can like me or someone else, I want the one, I want his loyalty. But the person he really cares about in his heart is not me at all.”
If he really cared, he wouldn’t have forced her, he would have sacrificed himself to save his stepsister, knowing that she hated Florencia Matamoros, knowing that she hated everyone in La familia Matamoros, Nico Amengual helped La familia Matamoros to hurt her along with her.
He even changed his last name since his mother’s death and since then he adopted his mother’s last name -Quesada- and he hates with passion La familia Matamoros, however Nico Amengual defends Florencia Matamoros.
Heh, since he likes so much to defend Florencia Matamoros and La familia Matamoros, he will submit and wait for him and Florencia Matamoros to grow old together!” .
Estrella Berrocal took a cocktail and crashed it with Micaela”. Today we don’t talk about sad things, let’s drink!” . Tell all those bastards to go away”.
Once the drink was over, Estrella Berrocal grabbed the microphone and sang ‘A gritos de esperanza’ again, while Micaela lay on the couch holding her stomach and laughing.
“You can even sing that song, Estrella, I’m telling you, that singing ability hahaha …. It’s much better than the flow of fresh meat in our fake singer scene, why don’t you start as a singer, I know the investors of The Voice, I can ….. I can … … let me find the phone.”
Estrella Berrocal lunged at her, snatching the phone from her hand, and the two drunken women struggled with each other.
“Don’t you dare! I don’t want to be on the show, I don’t want to make a fool of myself. I don’t even have five voices.”
“No, no, no, you can sing better than many fake singers in our circle, you don’t even know it, I was once invited to a singing program, you told me I was an actor, you invited me to a singing program, you gave me a lot of lines for professional song critique to memorize, I was listening to those contestants on stage, many of them sang so much that I had cancer of shame, and I had to be ashamed to praise. ”
Estrella Berrocal asked incredulously, “What kind of show is it, so bad singing?”.
Micaela drunkenly said, “The Voice of Spain, have you seen that?”. .
“I’ve caught it before, but in my opinion, it’s all good”.
Micaela waved her hand and said, “No, no, no, no, no, that’s what you get when you hear a great project done by a tuner. Next time I’m on a show like this, I invite you to listen to it live, it’s almost like a pig squeal, not many singers can hear it, it all depends on the tuner. Even if those contestants win the championship, they may not be able to shoot, the hardware conditions are too poor, after rubbing so much heat, it will soon be due to lack of strength because of the circle brush down.”
“Hahahahahahaha really ah, I told you, I watch TV, I feel that each child sings particularly well, live to hear the gap is so big?”
“It’s not just a gap, it’s a big gap in the sky.”
…
Santino Yepes was driving and Adam Rouco sat in the back seat, his face frozen.
Santino Yepes glanced warily at Adam Rouco in the rearview mirror and withdrew his eyes hastily when he touched the man’s dark, sullen face.
Madam, madam, be careful!
I can’t believe I went to the bar to hang out while the boss wasn’t home and didn’t come back until now.
Santino Yepes silently lights a candle in his heart for Estrella Berrocal.
The man in the back seat, after a long silence, took the floor and asked, “How has the wife been behaving during my absence?”
Santino Yepes, in a cold sweat on his back, whispered, “Boss, I keep an eye on the company every day, I didn’t remember to keep an eye on this. Besides … before you left, you only instructed me to keep an eye on the group, and no, you didn’t tell me to keep an eye on my wife.”
Adam Rouco’s thin lips pursed in an extreme pucker.
Well, he didn’t know before he left that Estrella Berrocal would be staying out for the night while he was away.
This woman is trying to take over the house!
Soon, the black Maybach pulls up in front of the Lancer Bar’s.
…
In the cab, both Micaela and Estrella Berrocal are almost drunk.
When Adam Rouco pushed open the door, Estrella Berrocal and Micaela were toasting.
The man stood in the doorway, fixed as it were, his dark eyes cold and sullen as he stared deadly at the two women.
Santino Yepes, who was following Adam Rouco, naturally saw the scene in the private room and his eyes instantly widened …
Holy cow, this is awesome!
The woman cheated on her husband with someone else, but of the same sex!
What is this world coming to, this is terrible!
Adam Rouco stood in the doorway, gritting his teeth, “Estrella Berrocal-”
“Well… who’s calling me?”
Estrella Berrocal, cheeks flushed with drink and clutching the back of her hair, turned her head in confusion to see a tall, thin male figure standing in the doorway.
Estrella Berrocal stumbled toward Adam Rouco, stumbled and fell into his arms as she reached him.
Adam Rouco reaches out to hold the woman in his arms.
Estrella Berrocal looked up slowly, her eyes scanning the man before her, and Adam Rouco thought she should always know she should be afraid.
But who knew that the next thing the woman said would set him on fire?
“This little brother, he looks a little like my husband, but I tell you oh…”
Estrella Berrocal tugged at the collar of Adam Rouco’s shirt and pulled him down by the neck, her lips moved to the man’s ear, her breath hot from the wine she had consumed, her scent tempting Adam Rouco, but what Estrella Berrocal said made Adam Rouco want to strangle the woman.
“I tell you oh, my husband is not at home right now, little brother, why don’t you take me home? My husband doesn’t know anyway…. hehehehe.”
Adam Rouco’s handsome face is as dark as coal and his eyes gleam with murderous intent.
Santino Yepes thought he saw the large expanse of grass above Adam Rouco’s head and wiped his sweat in fear: Madam, your death is not far away!
Adam Rouco strangled Estrella Berrocal’s soft waist and grimaced through gritted teeth, “Yes, little brother will take you home now.”
Little brother, right? Little brother … he’ll have her on her knees crying later!