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    Estre Berrocal, her eyes red-rimmed with tears, looked up sullenly from Adam Rouco’s arms and asked with a scarlet face, “What did you call me?”


    Adam Rouco’s voice was deep and maic, and although it had the usual coldness, when he said “Estre”, it was so soft and gentle that it made your heart tingle.


    The man’s dark eyes stared at her with a slight smile, “If you haven’t heard me before, forget it.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal was stunned and said, “How can you forget it, I heard you, but who gave you permission to call her that?”.


    No one had ever called her that, except Dad.


    No one had called her “Star” in the world since her father had died.


    When Adán Rouco kept silent, just put his arm around her and began to close his eyes, Estre Berrocal leaned into his arms and said, “Only daddy calls me little Estre, nobody calls me Estre since he died three years ago.”


    Adán Rouco deliberately asked, “Shouldn’t I do it? Lest it evoke sadness in you”.


    Estre Berrocal is furious: “You called me that, I’m used to hearing it, you’ll have to call me that from now on”.


    Calling Estre BerrocalEstre Berrocal always, especially when he was angry, tuteánd, was strangely hurtful and made their rtionship very raw.


    He had just called her Star, and she suddenly felt spoiled by him.


    Adam Rouco opened his dark eyes and looked at her in amusement, “Miss Estre, I just called you Estre and you adapt so fast?”.


    Estre Berrocal was embarrassed: “I don’t care, you’ll have to call me that from now on”.


    Estre Berrocal, as sensible as she is, is still a young girl in her early twenties in the arms of Adán Rouco, desperate to be pampered and cared for.


    Adam Rouco’s thin lips curved in agreement.


    Estre Berrocal, uneasy about the wound on her back, lies down on the bed and calls the hotel inte: “Hello, reception? Can you send a first aid kit, my boyfriend is hurt and needs a cleaning and a bandage”.


    The man’s warm body was suddenly on her back, she was slightly dazed, picking up the phone and looking up at him, Adán Rouco whispered in her ear with a warm tone, “By the way, have the staff send another box of condoms.”


    While she was on the phone, he went to check that there were no condoms in the dresser drawer next to the bed.


    Estre Berrocal’s ears blushed, the man …


    I was hurt, why was I still thinking about that kind of thing?


    Although it was normal to ask the receptionist about such things in a hotel, Estre Berrocal was too thin-skinned to hold the phone and couldn’t say anything.


    Adán Rouco took the phone out of her hand and said in a cold, polite voice to the employee on the other end, “Another box of condoms, please.”


    With that, he hung up the phone.


    The employee on the other end of the phone, a young girl, had a flushed face.


    Tsk, this customer is really tough, does he need a box of condoms even if he’s hurt?


    Wait, it can’t be an injury, can it?


    Adán Rouco, who was in the suite, cursed inexplicably and his eyelids fluttered viciously.


    Estre Berrocal took a good look at the wound on his back and asked hesitantly, “Are we really going to … do it again after bandaging it…?”


    After asking, her little face turned translucent and red.


    He asked as if he couldn’t wait.


    Adam Rouco grabbed her small hand and pushed it to his waist, “When you seduced me on the beach, you must have thought you couldn’t hide tonight.”


    “When, when did I seduce you?”


    The man’s dark eyes were deep and dark as he stared at her, “Didn’t you want to seduce me and throw yourself on top of me and wrap your arms around my waist?”


    “…”


    She was excited to see him safe and sound, yay!


    A few minutester, there was a knock at the door.


    Estre Berrocal had left Adán Rouco in his bathrobe because she feared that the wound on his back would be inmed, and she had only put a towel around the lower half of his body, so she hurried to cover him with the nket before running to the door.


    The hotel staff handed him the first aid kit and a box of condoms that had been brought to him.


    Estre Berrocal took it with a red face: “Thank you, please”.


    The staff member also ambiguously warned, “Take it easy, be careful with injuries.”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal wanted to make a hole in the ground!


    After closing the door, Estre Berrocal returned to bed, her face red with blood. “It’s your fault, even the hotel staffughed at me!”.


    If they didn’t know better, they would have thought she was trying to milk her boyfriend!


    Not even her own boyfriend was hurt!


    Adán Rouco picked up the box of condoms with his long fingers and frowned slightly at the size.


    Estre Berrocal was opening the medicine cab to clean her back when she threw the unopened box of condoms in the trash.Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    “Why are you throwing it away?”.


    He had mocked her when she had just ordered the staff to bring them up, and now he was throwing them away.


    Estre Berrocal bent down to retrieve it, but the man pushed her away, “Don’t bother.”


    Estre Berrocal looked at him in disbelief before the man spoke weakly, “It’s not the right size.”


    Estre Berrocal’s face suddenly flushed, and only after a long moment did she manage to stifle the question, “Is it … too big, or too small?”


    Adán Rouco looked at her with a steady gaze and a certain yfulness in his eyes: “What do you think?


    Estre Berrocal lowered her tearful eyes and stammered: “I…. how should I know?”.


    His breath came closer, a hot spray on her small face that made her body begin to heat up, “You know best, don’t you?”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal almost dripping blood, this man! He can’t be more subtle with his words!


    Estre Berrocal looked up and met the man’s dark, smiling eyes, and felt annoyed by him!


    Estre Berrocal hurried to look away, grabbed some iodine and cotton swabs and cleaned the wound.


    But in her mind she couldn’t help but think of condoms.


    He had ordered the staff to bring condoms, so he didn’t want her to get pregnant, did he?


    As he thought about this, he unconsciously stole a few nces at the cold profile of her face.


    He and Olivia Montes had had Dante, and although that was in the past, he must have loved Olivia Montes very much, otherwise why would he have allowed Olivia Montes to have his child?


    Although she didn’t want to have another child with him even now, she didn’t want to be what she didn’t want to be, but her deepest thoughts stung her.


    As she helped him clean the wound, he bit his lip and asked, stammering a little, “Adán Rouco, do you really…. you don’t want me to carry your son?”


    Adán Rouco frowned slightly and raised his hand to grab her wrist, saying coldly, “What are you thinking about?”


    Thest time he had done nothing and she had taken the pill afterwards, Adán Rouco had been angry but had no desire to have another child for the time being.


    At her age, she was still too young, and Paulita hadcked maternal love for a long time, and he would have preferred that she devote all her maternal love to Paulita.


    As for him, his feelings for her, which had only juste to a clear understanding, were not yet deep enough, and the matter of having a child was something he would prefer to be a matter of love in the fullness of time.


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