When Estre Berrocal bent down to pick it up, she handed it to Vanesa Bartolomé and apologized, “Miss, I’m sorry I bumped into you earlier.”


    Vanesa Bartolome shook her head and took the photo, “It’s okay, I wasn’t looking at the road either.”


    “Who are you in this picture…?”


    Estre Berrocal was really curious, what was the rtionship between the woman in front of her and Adán Rouco, and how had shee to have a picture of Adán Rouco?


    The photograph appeared to be a few years old, but had been carefully preserved by its caretaker and was nice and new.


    Vanesa Bartolomé let out a softugh and mentioned in a low voice, “Ah, it’s my ex-boyfriend.”


    Estre Berrocal froze in ce, evidently not expecting to go on a random excursion and bump into someone, and in fact, Adán Rouco’s ex-girlfriend!


    Although she had been prepared for the fact that Adán Rouco, a man in his thirties, could have no romantic history, she could not help butpare herself to Adán Rouco’s ex-girlfriend when she stood in front of her.


    It was clear that the taller woman in front of her was slightly better than her in every way.


    It’s not that she has an inferiorityplex, but Vanesa Bartolomé is not the same type of woman she is in terms of looks and style of dress.


    Vanesa Bartolome is more of a working woman.


    But then, didn’t Adán Rouco say that he didn’t like the strong woman type? Could it be because he had been hurt by a “strong woman”?


    Vanesa Bartolomé, seeing his confused look, asks him, “Do you know my ex-boyfriend?”.


    Estre Berrocal rubs the back of her neck, a little embarrassed: “I didn’t think it was such a coincidence that I met Adán Rouco”.


    “Really? It’s too much of a coincidence, you’re the … of Adán Rouco”


    Estre Berrocal graciously admits: “Girlfriend”.


    Vanesa Bartoloméughed out loud and held out her hand: “Hello, my name is Vanesa Bartolomé”.


    Lunchtime was approaching and Vanesa Bartolome invited Estre Berrocal to lunch, and Estre Berrocal was too embarrassed to turn her down, not to say that she was still a little tempted to ask her something she didn’t know.


    He chose a modest French restaurant and ordered eight dishes, both meat and vegetarian, and some Chinese dim sum.


    Vanesa Bartolomé sighed: “I’ve been in America for five years and I’ve just returned, it’s been a long time since I’ve eaten at home.


    Estre Berrocal nodded and said, “I also spent three years abroad and it’s true that the food abroad is not as appetizing as at home.”


    Vanesa Bartolomé, while eating, looked around the array of skin care products sitting next to Estre Berrocal and said, “The audience for this brand, which seems to be mostly pregnant women, doesn’t have much efficacy, are you … are you pregnant? ”


    Estre Berrocal paused with teary eyes and unconsciously denied, saying, “I have sensitive skin, that’s why I bought this brand.”


    Vanesa Bartolomé hooked her red lips, saw the diamond ring on her ring finger,ughed lightly and asked, “Are you and Adam getting married?”


    Estre Berrocal saw no point in lying about such things, but kept her eyes open: “Soon, no specific date has been set”.


    “Then, when the timees, invite me to the wedding banquet.”


    Estre Berrocal just smiled and said nothing, when Vanesa Bartolome added: “I didn’t expect Adán Rouco to get married one day, it was so unexpected.”


    Estre Berrocal’s hand, holding her fork, gave a gasp: “Why won’t she get married?”.


    Adán Rouco is not getting married?


    Vanesa Bartolomé takes a sip of her juice, eyes fixed on her, and asks, “Miss Estre, how long have you and Adán Rouco been together?”


    “Quite a long time.”


    In fact, if you don’t count the surrogacy three years ago. In fact, if you don’t count the surrogacy three years ago, she and Adán Rouco have been together for just under six months.


    “You don’t know him well enough, can’t you see that he can be very different at times?”.


    “No, he’s very nice, he’s just a little short-tempered and not very expressive.”


    Adán Rouco’s character was indeed a bit shady, but I could really feel how good he was to her.


    Vanesa Bartolomé shook her head, “Miss Estre, you misunderstand me, I mean, don’t you think that Adán’s personality is so different at certain moments, so different that it doesn’t seem like he should react the same person? Or is it that Miss Estre has been with him too little time to have seen Adán Rouco like this?”


    Estre Berrocal frowned slightly, “Miss Vanesa, what exactly do you mean?”.


    “Five years ago, I broke up with Adam before I left for America, do you know why I broke up with him?”.


    Seeing Estre Berrocal pursing her lips in silence, Vanesa Bartolomé slowly ate her food while saying: “Because sometimes he turns out to be someone I don’t know at all, I don’t know if you understand me when I say this, but Miss Estre, I advise you to be prudent. Don’t marry Adán Rouco so easily when you don’t know him well”.


    Estre Berrocal put down her fork, dissatisfied: “Miss Vanesa, I’m having this meal with you just to be polite, but if you keep provoking me with Adán Rouco, I don’t think I’ll have to eat anymore.”


    Estre Berrocal, carrying her things, got up at once and prepared to leave. After two steps, she stopped and said coldly, “You don’t know how to appreciate the kindness of Adán Rouco, which is why five years ago you were destined to break up with him, and now that you have, you should leave him alone in his present life.”


    Vanesa Bartolomé dropped her fork, growled coldly and said, “If I told you that Adán Rouco suffers from a split personality disorder and that at any moment he could be aplete stranger to you, would you dare to go along with him even if he did?”


    Estre Berrocal’s heart skipped a beat and her eyes trembled with tears.


    What, a split personality disorder?


    Estre Berrocal pressed her palms together, turned around, stared at Vanesa Bartolomé and said, word for word: “Even if Adán Rouco turned out to be someone else, I wouldn’t be in as much of a hurry to get away from him as you are.”


    “Hm, that’s easy for you to say, Estre Berrocal, when one day you have seen Adán Rouco like this, you will surely be like me, a man suffering from a mental illness, aren’t you afraid? He may one day be someone else, unconscious and hurt you.”


    Psychosis?


    mocks Estre Berrocal: “Miss Vanesa, did you really love Adán Rouco? Who are you to say that he is a psychopath? The Adán Rouco I spent time with, he was wonderful, in my eyes he was the best man in the world, please don’t denigrate him”.


    With these words Estre Berrocal turned around and left the restaurant.


    When he left the restaurant, his mind was scrambled.


    Vanesa Bartolomé’s words were still echoing in his ears.


    Was it true that Adán Rouco had a dual personality disorder?


    If so, why hadn’t he told her?


    After getting into the cab, Estre Berrocal sent a message to Adán Rouco.


    “I went out to do some shopping and passed by the Rouco Group, I wanted toe and see you, are you busy now?”.


    There, there was no response to his message, but a direct phone call.N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    As soon as he picked up the phone, Adán Rouco asked him: “Where are you? I’m going to send Santino Yepes to pick you up”.


    “Don’t bother, I’m already in a cab, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”


    Adán Rouco said, “Yes,” and asked in a soft voice, “What did you buy over there?”


    “Some random skin care products, I’m running out of the ones I have at home.”


    “You’re in the first trimester and the doctor says you have very low progesterone, so you have to be more careful.”


    “Adam, all of a sudden you’re talking a lot, nagging like an old woman.”


    But his scolding her made her feel very sweet.


    Adam Rouco frowned and said, somewhat seriously, “If you don’t behave, I’m going to have you tied up from now on, and now it’s very…”


    Estre Berrocal interrupted him and said in her tone: “I know, it is a very serious moment and I will behave myself. From now on I won’t go out without your permission, okay?”.


    Estre Berrocal paid the money and got out of the car, “I’m here, I have to get into the elevator, there’s no signal, I won’t talk to you”.


    When Estre Berrocal arrived at Adán Rouco’s office, he approached her, took what was in his hand and sat down on the sofa with his arm around her.


    “Are you tired?”


    Estre Berrocal shook her head: “No, pregnant women are not that fragile”.


    Adán Rouco held out his ss, Estre Berrocal took it and took a few generous sips of water.


    “Have you had lunch?”


    Estre Berrocal rubbed her stomach: “Not a few bites, now I’m a little hungry”.


    “I will ask Santino Yepes to order whatever you want.”


    “Whatever you want, some porridge or something.”


    Adán Rouco pressed the inte and told Santino Yepes to order a meal from Ippudo.


    Estre Berrocal kept looking at him.


    Adán Rouco raised an eyebrow: “Is he still looking at me, does he miss me?”.


    She put down her ss of water and tilted her head into his arms, her voice soft. “I missed you a little, that’s why I came to see you, but would I bother you at work?”.


    “You know that and you still came looking for me?” The man sneered.


    She tilted her face, looked at his handsome chin, and said, “Adam, is there something you’re hiding from me?”


    “Why do you ask?”


    Estre Berrocal tugged at the corner of her lips, “You haven’t told me when your first time was.”


    Adán Rouco looked at her amused, his eyes alight, “Are you that interested in the matter?”


    “Don’t I have a right to know when I’m about to tie the knot with you?”.


    “And if I tell you, won’t you be jealous? And won’t you be angry?”


    Estre Berrocal shook her head, “I’m definitely not angry, I’m not a child anymore, it’s normal that you’ve had a few rtionships, you’re not a brat, you’re an old man at your age, there’s nothing wrong with an old man having a bit of experience … ”


    “Who are you calling old?”


    Oops… At the mention of age, Adán Rouco bes a bit sensitive.


    Estre Berrocal ingratiates herself tenaciously: “In my eyes, you are the youngest and most handsome man in the world!”.


    “In your face?”


    “…”


    Estre Berrocal rubbed his face in it: “Not to my face, you do. Don’t change the subject, you have to tell me your sentimental history, mine is easy and you know it perfectly well, but I don’t know anything about yours”.


    The man looked at her with a serious gleam in his eye, “Are you that interested in learning about my past?”


    Estre Berrocal nodded gravely.


    “Star, my past life was not as morous as you think, there was darkness, times when I couldn’t do anything, and a man with self-respect doesn’t want to tell the woman he likes, his past frustrations.”


    “But I want to hear it, and I want to share it for you, even if it’s embarrassing. But if you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t force you.”


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