Inside the hospital ward.


    After the lights went out, Estre Berrocal leaned into Adán Rouco’s arms, gently inhaling the smell of tobo on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and murmuring, “Don’t smoke so much in the future, it’s not good for your health.”


    Stefano Berrocal used to smoke a lot when he had problems with his business, so he had a constant cough and Estre Berrocal would give him sugar water to drink. “I’ll make sugar water for you and Paulita to drink when we get out of the hospital.”


    Adán Rouco put his arms around her and gave her a faint “yes,” without much emotion.


    Estre Berrocal opened her teary eyes to look at him and said, “You look so strange since you went out to talk to Uncle Junior at night.”


    Could it be that the Rouco Group is in some kind of crisis?


    But hadn’t the Rouco Group’s crisis ended since Adán Rouco had returned?


    Adán Rouco reached out his hand and ced it over her eyes, Estre Berrocal blinked several times, the long eyshes tickling her palm, she lowered her head and kissed his temple, saying softly, “Go to sleep.”


    “Good night.”


    Estre Berrocal raised her head slightly and gave him a kiss on the chin before leaning back in his arms and closing her eyes quietly.


    When the person he held in his arms let out a long, even breath, Adán Rouco lowered his eyes to look at her.


    He noticed her eyebrows, her nose, her lips … and tried to deny by her appearance that she was his daughter, but the more he looked at her, the more it seemed to him that he bore a father-daughter resemnce to her.


    Adam Rouco’s eyshes fluttered and he closed his eyes deeply, wrapping them tighter around the person in his arms.


    No matter whose daughter she was, he would never let her go.


    …


    Early the next morning, Adán Rouco left the room while Estre Berrocal was still awake and called Fresco Rouco.


    “Adam?” said Fresco Rouco, a bit surprised to receive his call.


    “Uncle Two, merely having Estre’s blood type is not enough, in my opinion, to prove that Estre is your daughter.”


    Fresco Rouco sighed: “I have taken Estre’s hair before because I suspected her identity, but I never sent it to theb for analysis because I always wanted to keep the secret in a coffin. But since you want to see the results of theparison, I can bring them to you. Adam, I’m so sorry, I didn’t think that my daughter, with Juanisha Capistrán, would be your wife…”


    Adán Rouco pursed his lips, “Tío Segundo, I hope you keep your word and never talk about Estre’s birth to anyone, not even Estre.”


    With those words, Adán Rouco simply hung up the phone.


    Fresco Rouco held the phone and sighed tersely as he picked up an envelope containing Estre Berrocal’s hair and thought for a while before finally deciding to call Julieta Sarinana.


    The Sarinana family and the Rouco family were family friends, and Julieta Sarinana was a very trusted child, and Fresco Rouco feared that if he called another doctor this would leak, so the first person he thought he could help was Julieta Sarinana.


    When the call came through, Juliet Sarinana on the other end politely said, “Uncle, it’s been a long time, why are you calling me all of a sudden?”


    “Juliet Sarinana, I have something I need to ask you.”


    …


    In a private room of a very intimate café club.


    Fresco Rouco and Julieta Sarinana are sitting across from each other.


    Fresco Rouco dismissed all the waiters in the room and lifted the coffee pot to pour coffee for Julieta Sarinana, who hurried to take it in her cup and said with a slight smile, “Uncle, I can do it myself. ”


    “It’s no bother.”


    Juliet Sarinana asked, “Why did you want to see me today? Is it because uncle has been depressedtely?”.


    Fresco Rouco said, “Remember how I told you I had a first love before Are’s mother?”


    Juliet Sarinana nodded, “Yes, uncle said he never got over her and it became a heart problem, you always felt guilty about her, did that person show up now…?”


    Fresco Rouco shook his head, a little sadly, and said: “He has passed away”.


    “Sorry, man.”


    “However, she gave birth to a daughter.”


    Juliet Sarinana’s brow furrowed slightly, “A daughter? It was you and…”


    “This little girl, of a different blood type from her father and mother, but of the same blood type as mine. The first time I saw her, I had the feeling of knowing her at first sight and was sure she was my real daughter.”


    Juliet Sarinana had not realized that the elders had such a pitiful love story, so she asked, “And uncle asked me toe here today to…?”


    Fresco Rouco took the envelope out of his coat pocket, pushed it in front of Juliet Sarinana and said solemnly, “This is my hair and hers, and I would like to ask you to help me byparing the DNA.”


    “Does the guy mean he wants to be sure?”


    “Yes, but this is something I want to keep totally confidential and not say anything to anyone, can you do that?”


    “Including … Tia and Are?”


    Tia, referring to Shoshana Duque.


    “Yes, to anyone.”


    Juliet Sarinana nodded, “Okay, Uncle, I promise it will bepletely confidential.”


    …


    When Julieta Sarinana separated from her meeting with Fresco Rouco, she left the café and looked at the envelope in her hand with a vague sense of unease.


    A first love, whom he had not seen for decades, suddenly had a daughter to im her real father?


    Heh, why this scheme looks so much like a money scam.


    He got into the car and was about to start it when Shoshana Duque suddenly called out.


    Juliet Sarinana frowned a little, she had just met her uncle and now he was calling her his aunt, could it be too much of a coincidence?


    When she picked up the phone, Juliet Sarinana said, “Auntie.”


    Shoshana Duque’s voice was full of concern and anxiety, “Julieta Sarinana, Are has been unstabletely, several times she locked herself in the bathroom and showered for hours, if I hadn’t found out, she … ”


    Shoshana Duque said, sobbing uncontrobly.


    “Auntie, talk slowly.”


    “She rubs her skin all over and bleeds, she has been restless, I have been sleeping with her and she has been having nightmares, I am afraid she will get depressed if this keeps up, I will take her to your clinic, is she ok?”.


    “Okay,e here.”


    …


    Julieta Sarinana had not long arrived at the clinic when Shoshana Duque arrived with Are Rouco.


    Julieta Sarinana boiled a pot of water and prepared a pot of soothing flower coffee.


    “Tia, Are, have some water first.”


    Are Rouco had been sitting restlessly, hands sped together, pinching herself the whole time.


    Julieta Sarinana looked at her extremely annoyed and said: “Are, what is it?


    “I … I don’t want to talk about it.”ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Shoshana Duque hugged her and said, “Good girl, tell mommy, you’re holding back, what if you choke, haven’t you always loved you Juliet? If you don’t want to talk to mommy, you can talk to your Juliet alone when mommy goes outter, okay?”.


    Are Rouco hesitated, then nodded hesitantly.


    Shoshana Duque, although uneasy, was reassured by the presence of Julieta Sarinana, “Julieta Sarinana, enlighten Are”.


    “Don’t worry, Auntie.”


    After Shoshana Duque left, Julieta Sarinana closed the door softly behind her, turned around, sat down next to Are Rouco, grabbed her little hand and said, “Stop pinching, look at your hand, it’s all red, doesn’t it hurt?”.


    Julieta Sarinana asked softly, Are Rouco rxed her defenses slightly and looked at Julieta Sarinana with moist eyes, “Julieta, why aren’t you my sister-inw, why is Estre Berrocal my sister-inw?”