Estre Berrocalughed out loud as she looked at her phone: “Why did you give them my cell phone number? Now they must think you’re gay.”
“They just know I’m not gay.”
Estre Berrocal pursed her lips and stifled augh.
This man, what augh!
After dinner, on the way home, Estre Berrocal added to the girl who quickly greeted her.
“Hello, handsome.”
Estre Berrocal immediately sent a photo of herself.
The other girl sent a question mark.
Estre Berrocal shamelessly replied, “That’s my wife, isn’t she beautiful?”.
A series of apostrophes sent the message back to him, saying he was speechless.
After a few more seconds, Estre Berrocal tried to send an emoji, but WhatsApp had alerted her that she was no longer friends with her.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.
Estre Berrocal: “… It has left me in ck”.
Adam Rouco’s dark eyes bore into her small face, “My wife? Who is she?”
“…”
Estre Berrocal felt like digging a hole in the ground and filling it herself.
How could I spy on someone’s chat if she was secretly sending it!
Adán Rouco raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest, “Howe I didn’t know he had a wife?”
Estre Berrocal blushed and reached up to his handsome face and gave him a quick kiss on the chin. “You know now?”
He hadn’t shaved for a few days and had a small bruise on his chin, but it wasn’t scruffy, it was barely visible unless you looked closely, and when you did, it added to the masculinity.
Estre Berrocal thinks her man is very handsome, in every way.
Adam Rouco’s dark eyes burned her: “Well, now you know, take your ugly wife home”.
“… What’s so ugly about me?”
Estre Berrocal was not happy and asked him relentlessly: “Were those two girls more beautiful than me?
Why wasn’t I thinking about it, or was I just too self-absorbed?
She didn’t think she was elegant, but she was beautiful enough, what was ugly about her?
Adán Rouco replied amused: “Normally people who are beautiful don’t ask people if they are beautiful”.
“…”
Estre Berrocal does not leave and stays where she is.
Adán Rouco turned to look at the pouting woman and finally approached her to embrace her, wrapping his arms around her back and bringing her between his arms, lowering his head and cing his cold lips over her eyes, murmuring, “I haven’t even had a good look at those two girls, how am I supposed to know if they are as pretty as you?”
But Adán Rouco thought they should not be as beautiful as his Estre.
Estre Berrocal smiled, the displeasure disappearing from her little face.
“Am I so pretty that you keep looking at me and you don’t have time to look at the other girls?”.
She asked, blushing shyly and snuggling into his arms, not daring to look at him.
Why had it be so thick …
Little hands, tucked into his open trench coat, hugged his waist tightly and snuggled into his arms.
The man over her head spoke slowly, “Star, if you run away from home again, it is not impossible that I will be kidnapped by another woman, and then, you will have nothing left.”
A threat, a real threat.
But the sweetness of Estre Berrocal’s heart melted: “Anyway, soon there will be a seal, soon you will be a married man!”.
“Star, are you proposing to me?”
Estre Berrocal: “…”
“Proposal, you say yes?”
Isn’t proposing marriage a man’s thing? Howe it was the other way around with them?
The man’s thin lips, pressed softly against her temple, hooked teasingly, “I’ll think about it.”
Adam Rouco released her and brought her small hand back to the Boa’s floor.
“You have three seconds to think about it!”
“Star, you’re forcing a marriage.”
“Then I’ll give you three minutes to think about it, no more.”
Along the way, Adán Rouco listened to her chatter, but his heart was at peace. Estre Berrocal, pregnant and sleepy in the afternoon,y in his arms, sleeping soundly, and Adán Rouco pinched her little face.
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