Back at Las Vis at Repulse Bay, Estre Berrocal kept thinking that Fresco Rouco and Shoshana Duque knew her mother.
“Adam, do you think second uncle and second aunt seem to react a little badly when they see me?”.
Estre Berrocal realized this, and of course Adán Rouco did too, but she was now pregnant and it was not convenient to digress.
“Maybe they feel surprised, after all these years, that they can still meet the daughter of an old friend and be his niece-inw.”
Estre Berrocal nodded, “That too.”
Paulita, leaning on Estre Berrocal’s arms, counted the money in the red envelope with her small hands, with a serious face, as if she were a little money seller.
Estre Berrocal smiled and asked, “Can Paulita tell all?”.
Paulita nodded, held out a little white hand and said, “Yes! I’ve been counting to the end and I’ve finally finished, fifty bills, Estre, how much is fifty bills?”.
“Fifty, that’s five thousand.”
“A big dummy costs two bills, so fifty bills is a lot of bills!”.
Along the way, Adán Rouco heard the little girl chattering in the back seat and felt a warmth creep into his heart.
Paulita followed Adán Rouco and Estre Berrocal back to Las Vis in Repulse Bay first, and soon fell asleep on the sofa.
Adán Rouco took the little boy into the bedroom and settled him, then hugged Estre Berrocal and asked in a muffled voice, “Is your hand still hurting?”
“There are no blisters, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”
At the mention, Estre Berrocal thought of Are Rouco and looked at him, “Is it true that every sister is intensely possessive of her brother?”
“Jealousy?”
She caressed his lips and said, “Even though I know Are Rouco is your sister, it still makes me a little ufortable to see her running to hug you in the morning in her pajamas.”
Adán Roucoughed softly and said, “I’m not used to it either.”
“So you didn’t push her away? I see Mr. Adam, enjoying himself, right?”.
Adán Rouco lowered his head to her ear and scoffed, “Where did you see that she was enjoying herself? She’s already embraced, what’s the point of pushing me away?”.
Estre Berrocal shot him a nce.
Adán Rouco asked, “What do you want for the wedding?”.
Estre Berrocal did not expect him to mention the wedding and was slightly taken aback: “Are we really going to have a wedding?”.
He was the president of the Rouco Group and if the wedding was really big, it would attract a lot of media attention.
Estre Berrocal also did not like the idea of her private life with him being exposed to the public eye.
“Don’t you feel aggrieved about not having a wedding?”
“Shall we do a small wedding, just a dinner for the family?”.
The deep gaze of Adán Rouco, however, stared at her and said: “But I want everyone to know that my wife is Estre Berrocal”.
“…”
Estre Berrocal blushed at the sudden words of love.
“And it’s also time to tell Paulita that you are her real mother.”
“Although I’ve been with Paulita for a long time and she likes me very much, I’m afraid the girl won’t ept it all at once…”.
“Children are receptive, and it would be bad to wait until he’s older to tell him.”
Estre Berrocal echoes the opinion of Adán Rouco.
When Paulita woke up from her nap, Estre Berrocal brought her a ss of freshly squeezed juice, which the little girl was content to take and drink.
Estre Berrocal asked, “Is it good?”.
The little boy narrowed his big eyes, “Yeah, it’s good!”.
Estre Berrocal hesitated for a while, raising her words: “Paulita, would you be happy if I told you that I am your real mother?
“Yes, it would make me happy!”
Estre Berrocal: “…”
It wasn’t exactly what he expected, he thought, Paulita would have a big reaction.
Paulita pouted and said, “Estre, anyway I don’t see my real mother going back to the moon, you are already married to my father, you will be Paulita’s mother from now on, but won’t you like me because you have a new baby?”
“Of course not! I mean, what if I’m your real mom on the moon?”.
“…”
Estre Berrocal was annoyed to see the little girl staring at her and saying nothing….
“Paulita, is that okay with you?”.
The little girl mmed the ss of juice in her hand down hard on the table, got off the bed, and said with a cold little face, “Hmph, why did you leave me and my father when you gave birth to me?”
Sure, it was still a little hard to ept.
After all, as far as Paulita was concerned, she, his real mother, had not done her job half as well as she should have.
“I had no choice at the time, Paulita…. I don’t know how to exin this to you. …”
“But you left me with daddy, you’re not right! Hmph, go away, I don’t want to see you now!”
Young children are also very spiteful.
Paulita pushed Estre Berrocal out of the bedroom and closed the door behind her.
Estre Berrocal stood outside the door, a little helpless and frustrated: “Paulita, Mommy didn’t want to leave you”.
Adán Rouco, who had left the studio, approached and asked, “What’s going on?”
“I told Paulita that I was her mother, but she got mad at me and told me that I left her as soon as she was born and now she doesn’t want to see me.”
The man frowned and knocked on the door, “Paulita, open the door.”
Inside, Paulita had opened the door and said, “Humph, Dad! You lied to me with this woman! Dad! Have you thought about what will happen if this woman leaves us again?”.
Estre Berrocal: “…”
Hearing her daughter call her “this woman” made her heart twist and her eyes unconsciously redden. “Paulita, mommy won’t leave you again, are you going to open the door?”
“No! I’m not going to meet a mother who abandoned me!”
Adán Rouco said coldly: “Pa Rouco, open the door, can you hear me?
Paulita sat cross-legged against the back of the door and said discontentedly, “Daddy! Why are you being mean to me when it’s obvious she’s the one in the wrong?”
Estre Berrocal couldn’t help but say: “It’s my fault, don’t be mean to her, she won’t want to see me anymore if you are”.
But Adán Rouco is a hard man: “Pa Rouco, I tell you, she is your mother, whether you ept her or not!”.
“I don’t want the person who abandoned me to be my mother!”
The little boy had longed to see his mother “over the moon,” but that longing did not prevent the little boy from resenting her.
Estre Berrocal’s eyes were moist with pain: “Paulita, I’m sorry…”
The little girl inside heard Estre Berrocal’s apologetic voice on the other side of the door and got a little excited, her little body shuffled and pressed her ear against the door, asking in a milky voice, “Are you crying?”
“Paulita, do you want to open the door and meet mommy?”
“I’ll think about it.”
Paulita wrinkles her brow, thinking, first scare her so she won’t dare to go out again.
Adán Rouco lectures: “Pa Rouco, who has spoiled your character?
Paulita is not scared at all and boldly asks Estre Berrocal: “If you leave me again, then I will never forgive you again and I will never let you see me again!”
“Mom won’t let you anymore, open the door!”.
Paulita gave in and reached out her little hand to unscrew the lock and open the door, and as soon as it opened Estre Berrocal leaned over and hugged her tightly.
Paulita said with deliberate disgust: “You take my breath away!
Estre Berrocal hurried to let go a little and looked at the little girl’s face, tears were streaming down her face, “I’m sorry Paulita…”
Paulita reached out her little hand and wiped the tears from Estre Berrocal’s face and said, “Don’t cry, you don’t even look good when you cry!”
Estre Berrocal immediately wiped away her tears and said, “Okay, I’m not going to cry.”
“Mmm! So, are you really my mother on the moon?”.
“Yes, and I promise I won’t leave you again.”Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.
The little guy gave a grown-up “mmm” and proudly said with his little hands behind his back, “I’m hungry and I want to eat strawberry shortcake, can you make it?”.
“Yes, I’ll be right over and do it for you, okay?”.
“Then go!”
Fortunately, the kitchen at The Vis at Repulse Bay had everything, all the ingredients and all the utensils.
Estre Berrocal went into the kitchen to make the cake and Adán Rouco followed her, put his arm around her waist and said, “Don’t spoil her too much.”
“You may not consent to it, but she and I have only just met, and if I don’t obey her, will she never forgive me?”
Adam Rouco’s thin lips curved as he looked at her small face, still stained with tears, lifted a long finger to wipe it away and said, “It’s ugly when you cry.”
“…”
Father and daughter, you’re both here to make her bitter, aren’t you?
When Estre Berrocal had made the strawberry tart, the little girl took a few bites andmented, “It’s not good!”.
Estre Berrocal also took a spoon and tasted it. It tasted nd and not as sweet as the ones sold outside, and the kids love the sweet.
“So mom will go make you another one?”.
Paulita made a gesture with her little hand: “Forget it, this will be enough, you can do it to me next time!”.
Estre Berrocal looked at her sweet, innocent face and smiled, “Okay, Paulita can do whatever she wants.”
Paulita manipted Estre Berrocal like a little olddy.
Adán Rouco criticized: “A three-year-old girl with a lot of self-confidence!
Paulita, with Estre Berrocal as her talisman, was not afraid of Adán Rouco and grunted with a crooked little face.
Estre Berrocal told Adán Rouco: “Don’t stop pleasing her, besides, it makes me happy to spoil her”.
“…”
It looks like, is he helping her, and is he helping her badly?
Adán Rouco went straight to the studio with a ck face and ignored the mother and daughter.
As soon as Paulita saw her father leave, she ran to the kitchen, tugged on Estre Berrocal’s sleeve and said, “I want to eat Kentucky Fried Chicken!”.
Estre Berrocal froze: “But dinner ister and if dad finds out you’re eating Kentucky Fried Chicken, he’s going to be mad.”
“Well, you just said I can do whatever I want, but you’re just trying to cajole me! Hmph, I don’t believe you anymore!”
Estre Berrocal got nervous: “Isn’t it just Kentucky Fried Chicken? Mom will buy it for you, but … we can’t tell Dad when we eat it, okay?”
“Then buy it from me, I haven’t eaten Kentucky Fried Chicken in ages!”.
Estre Berrocal saw his foodie look and picked up her phone to order takeout.
When the cast arrived, Estre Berrocal apanied Paulita and the Kentucky Fried Chicken was set up on the patio.
Paulita ate with her tummy bulging with satisfaction and said, “Don’t think that makes me call you mommy, I haven’t forgiven you yet!”
“And when is Paulita going to forgive mom?”.
“It depends on how you behave!”.
“Then let’s throw these boxes in the trash first, so Dad won’t find them!”
Upstairs, by the studio window, Adán Rouco stood, gazing tenderly at the small,rge group in the courtyard, his thin lips curved.