The Rouco family mansion.


    Roberto Rouco stood at the window with his cane in his hand, his brow deeply furrowed, majestically serious: “If you dare to tell me half a lie, you know what will happen”.


    Iván Martínez trembled a little, but said, “Great President Rouco, how dare I lie to you? At first we were sweethearts, but Estre drugged me and slept with me … to force me to break up with Irene so I could stay with her. Later, when La Empresa Berrocal went bankrupt and her father was in trouble, he couldn’t even see his shadow and put all the debts on Irene’s head and Irene’s mother, at that time I really didn’t know she had disappeared for so long it turned out she was running away to give a surrogate, not to say that the other party was Mr. Adam.”


    “I will not forgive you if you dare to reveal half a word about this matter.”


    “Yes, yes, Great President Rouco, don’t worry, I will never tell anyone about the surrogate womb, I just want to tell you about Estre Berrocal’s character, she is close to Mr. Adam and his granddaughter, I’m afraid she wants to use the power of the Rouco family to achieve her goals. And she has already had a messy love life, hanging out with punks in high school, smoking, drinking and discotheques, not at all how a famous girl should be.”


    The old man’s face grew darker and darker.


    “Why did youe to tell me this? You said she had a purpose for being in the Rouco family, what purpose do you have?”


    “I’m just …, after all, she’s the friend Irene and I grew up with, and we hope she changes her mind before it bes a big mistake.”


    The old man snorted coldly, obviously not very convinced of his hypocritical reason, “Didn’t you say you were meeting with me to tell me something important? Speak.”


    Roberto Rouco’s aura was so strong that Iván Martínez pressed his already wet palms together and said, “Great President Rouco, you probably don’t know this until now, but Mr. Adán and Estre Berrocal didn’t even have a marriage license, they got married under false pretenses.”


    “What do you mean?”


    The old man was stunned, his cane hit the ground hard, his pale and deep gaze looked at Ivan Martinez, he looked at him with horror.


    “Great President Rouco, I know you probably won’t believe me, but it was Estre Berrocal herself who told Irene that they were not married, and she couldn’t have joked about something like that, even if she had, and you, Great President Rouco, with your great powers, if you wanted to confirm it I’m sure it would be easy for you to prove it. If I lied to you, I would not be able to do it.”


    …


    In the ck Maybach, Estre Berrocal was sitting by the window, her face still hot, still recovering from the excitement.


    In retrospect, she had a lot of nerve, she used to be very conservative about this kind of thing, she couldn’t fullymit to someone if she wasn’t sure of her heart, the surrogacy three years ago was a necessity, the one in the bar she was drunk and confused she didn’t remember much about, as for thest time she was forced by Adán Rouco, and what was the story of the uncontroble affair in the office a moment ago…?


    Estre Berrocal raised her hand and covered her hot red cheeks.


    It was really …


    “Do you still have memories?”


    A deep, dark, male voice suddenly rang in her ears, startling her and, after removing the hand covering her face, she was surprised that she had nowhere to put it for a moment.


    “I, I don’t…”


    Avoiding the man’s burning eyes, he faintly whispered a sly defense.


    The man hooked his thin lips, “I don’t mind if the night goes on.”


    “…”


    More at night?


    Estre Berrocal’s mouth twitched, “No, no…”


    She was so soft and sore now, and this man was so fresh, he seemed to have an endless supply of energy!


    Now he was beginning to wonder what the hell Adam Rouco had been raised on, he made up his mind and his mind wandered to the bull whip and deer antlers …. so heavy!


    Her head cocked and she looked out the window and realized it wasn’t the way to daycare. “Aren’t we going to the nursery to pick up Paulita?”.


    “Did you remember to pick up Paulita now?”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal’s ears turned red, it was all her fault, if it wasn’t for that kiss, how she was going to plummet!


    A slight smile appeared in Adán Rouco’s eyes as he exined: “I sent the old man to pick up Paulita before she went home.


    Estre Berrocal emitted a soft “oh” and lowered her face so much that she didn’t dare look at him.


    How was it possible that the emotions towards Adán Rouco were now even stronger?


    Could it be that men and women be more infatuated after such an event?


    And would Adán Rouco also gradually be infatuated with her?


    Estre Berrocal raised her eyes and looked at the man next to her.


    Just as he met her eyes, the Maybach made a sharp turn and Estre Berrocal, unsuspecting and sitting in the back seat without a seatbelt, fell headfirst into Adán Rouco’sp.


    And to top it all off, his face was in the middle of the man’s pants …


    Estre Berrocal’s face turned red and bled.


    The man above her head, calm and collected, teased her, “If you really like this position, I wouldn’t mind trying it again with you.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal almost spat blood as she hastily got up from herp and straightened up. “I’m not that perverted! I was just wrong about…”.


    The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, his lips curved into a charming smile, “identally? Was that time three years ago idental too?”


    He wondered, frowning, three years ago?


    I was about to ask for rification when Adán Rouco’s phone rang.


    The man picks up the phone.


    On the other side, Roberto Rouco asked, “Where are you?”.


    “Back.


    “Well,e back and I’ll tell you about Estre Berrocal”.


    …


    When Adán Rouco and Estre Berrocal returned to the Rouco house, Paulita, who was watching television downstairs, came running up to see them return.


    “Dad, Estre, why didn’t you pick me up today?”.


    Adán Rouco raised an eyebrow and answered truthfully, “Dad and Estre bonded and there was a dy.”


    Estre Berrocal choked with saliva: “Cough cough…”


    How imaginative are the words of this man!


    Paulita, still a child and innocent, smiled, “I want to link up with Papa and Estre too! You’re not even taking Paulita!”


    Estre Berrocal patiently cajoled her, “Sorry Paulita, daddy and Estre werete today because they had a lot of work, and I was afraid you would wait too long at the nursery, so I sent grandpa to pick you up first.”Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    “Really?”


    “Mmm! Of course it’s true.”


    As soon as the words left his mouth, Roberto Rouco came down from his study on the second floor with his crutches and said in a deep voice: “You twoe to my study, I want to ask you something!”


    When Adán Rouco and Estre Berrocal followed the old man into his study, the first thing he asked them was, “Have you two received a marriage certificate?”