After Adán Rouco left the hospital with Estre Berrocal, who was sitting in the passenger seat, angry.


    “Adam, what do you think I have done to offend Are, why does she always turn against me?”


    Estre Berrocal is, after all, the same age as Are Rouco, the two girls, and it is not easy for her to feel bad because Are Rouco picks on her at all times.


    “Are has been pampered and spoiled by my second aunt since she was a child, plus, Are has lived abroad since she was a child, so she has a very impulsive nature, but you don’t have to take it to heart, and you don’t have to care if she likes you or not.”


    Estre Berrocal caressed her lips: “I really don’t care if she likes me or not.


    Adán Rouco looked at her,ughed lightly and shook her hand.


    Estre Berrocal touched her belly and said, “I’ve been feeling much bettertely and I think that, if we take better care of ourselves in the future, we can have it without problems.”


    Lately she has been in a good mood and Adán Rouco has fed her like a suckling pig; she eats nutritiously and does not regress much, and has a little more meat around her waist.


    “We’ll be back in a few days for a maternity checkup.”


    “Hmm.”


    …


    When the doctor came in for a routine checkup, Fresco Rouco asked him, “Doctor, what exactly is wrong with me?”


    “Dude, you shouldn’t psychologically overwhelm yourself too much, myocarditis if you rest properly…”


    Before the doctor could finish his sentence, Fresco Rouco interrupted: “Doctor, you don’t have to console me, I know my own body. I have had this old problem for many years and I know in my own heart whether it is serious or not”.


    The doctor nodded and had to tell the truth: “Old man, this disease of yours is really very serious, have you fainted much before?”.


    Fresco Rouco frowned and nodded, “Doctor, tell me the truth, how much time do I have left to live, at most, in …?”


    “This … elderly gentleman, this is really hard to say, if you take good care of yourself, it is possible to live another ten years, but this type of severe myocarditis, is afraid of stimtion as long as there is a rescue is not timely, it is easy … I suggest, it is better to stay in the hospital all the time.


    When the doctor left, Fresco Rouco called his assistant.


    “I need to see Salvatore Abogado this afternoon and ask Salvatore Abogado to meet me at the hospital.”


    “Yes, Chairman.”


    If it is true that you will not live long, then there are some things that need to be done.


    Her daughter, Juanisha Capistrán, appeared at that moment, perhaps by divine providence, after all these years of worrying about Juanisha Capistrán and the child she thought was dead, and now Estre Berrocal appeared to fulfill her wish.


    …


    “Chairman, are you sure you want to give half of the property in your name to a stranger?”


    “I’m sure half is split between my wife, Shoshana Duque, and the other half is split on behalf of Estre Berrocal. ”


    Salvatore Lawyer wondered, “Chairman, I really don’t understand…”


    “Salvatore Abogado, don’t ask why, my mind is made up on this matter. When I leave, you must help Estre Berrocal keep this half of the property.”


    He owed so much to Juanisha Capistrán and the child that he could not give her the love of a father in life, so he could onlypensate her with these extrinsic things.


    Salvatore Abogado nodded: “Don’t worry, President, I will do what you tell me to do”.


    Outside the room, Are Rouco had simply gone to the bathroom and had just returned when she heard her father talking to Salvatore Abogado.


    In fact, Dad wants to give Estre Berrocal half of his property in his name!


    Estre Berrocal’sst name is not Rouco, why would she receive half of her father’s estate!


    Are Rouco clenched her fists, with jealousy and hatred on her face.


    She’s daddy’s real daughter, but daddy… treats Estre Berrocal better than he treats her.


    She and her mother alone took half of the property, but Estre Berrocal alone took half!


    …


    In the light of the bar, Are Rouco, dressed in a tight ck skirt and heavy makeup, sits at the bar, pouring ss after ss.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    In his head, in his heart, it was all resentment and jealousy.


    A man approached her with a cup of Long Ind iced coffee and teased her, “Pretty girl, so pretty and drinking alone? Is there no one to keep youpany? Shall I walk you?”


    The man’srge, dirty hands grabbed her bare shoulders.


    Are Rouco stared at the disgusting hand and said in a cold voice: “Get out!”.


    The man was not so callous and, with a grunt, left with his ss.


    None of these men was as good as Adán Rouco, whom I had adored since I was a child, thinking that Adán Rouco could do anything, that Adán Rouco was like a god on high, that if he wanted to do something, he would be able to do it.


    But why did such a good man fall in love with an insignificant woman like Estre Berrocal?


    Are Rouco, a little drunk, slumped over the bar, tears in her hair.


    So did the brother, so did the father, and they all turned to Estre Berrocal!


    But who is Estre Berrocal?


    “By what right! On what basis … I am your daughter … On what basis…”


    muttered Are Rouco as she slumped unconsciously against the bar.


    A man approached her and shouted, “Drunk, beautiful?”.


    Are Rouco did not respond.


    With a sinister smile, the man helped Are Rouco to her feet and cajoled her, “Beauty, I’ll take you to rest.”


    Are Rouco felt nothing but an unusual headache, and shadows and hallucinations appeared before her eyes, while the man holding her in front of her took the form of Adam Rouco.


    Are Rouco threw herself into his arms and wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, “Brother, my head hurts…. it hurts…”


    The man leered. The manughed lewdly, “You little bitch. It reacts to me calling you brother, I’ll let you call me brother enoughter!”


    …


    The next morning, Are Rouco came running back to the house in a ghostly human state.


    Upon entering, he was called by Shoshana Duque.


    “Are, where did you gost night?”


    Are Rouco froze, momentarily at a loss for words, “Ma … Ma …”


    Shoshana Duque nced at her revealing outfit and frowned, “Have you been to the bar to drink? You reek of alcohol.”


    “Mom … I was in a bad mood, so I went to the pub and had a drink.”


    Shoshana Duque sighed, gave him a hug, patted him on the back and said in a serious tone, “Mom knows you’re in a bad mood because of what happened to Estre Berrocal, butst night you didn’te home all night and you couldn’t reach your cell phone, do you know how worried mom was? Don’t be like that in the future.”


    Are Rouco nodded vigorously, her voice a little hoarse, “Mama, I won’t do it again.”


    “Well, go upstairs and take a bath and change your clothes, mom has made you some porridge,e downstairs after your bath and eat it.”


    Are Rouco hurried up the stairs and into her bedroom.


    Once in the bathroom, he stepped under the shower and used the hottest water he could find, rinsing himself off.


    The smooth white skin is covered with bruises and dirt marks.


    With tears in her eyes, she rubbed hard.


    Anger, pain, sadness … extreme bad emotions, all together.


    All for Estre Berrocal, all for Estre Berrocal!


    It was Estre Berrocal who ruined it!


    Her innocence, her pride, her dignity, all destroyed by Estre Berrocal!


    She’s not having a good time, and she won’t make it easy for Estre Berrocal!


    Why should he be in hell right now while Estre Berrocal enjoys happiness and pampering in her brother’s arms? He must make Estre Berrocal pay.


    Are Rouco covered her face and screamed as the water from the shower ran, her fingertips, embedded hard into the soft skin of her arms.