The Holy City, Hospital.


    When Adán Rouco woke up, he had the sensation that his body was falling apart, his limbs seemed to have been moved and forgotten in ce, and the worst was his head, which was so sore and swollen that it looked like it was going to split open.


    Santino Yepes looked at him worriedly: “Boss, you finally woke up”.


    Adán Rouco recalls hitting a highway guardrail on his way to the airport because of a stomach ache when Jerold Rouco showed up.


    He also clearly remembers that Jerold Rouco appeared, assumed his identity and divorced Estre Berrocal.


    “Boss, how are you feeling? I’m going to call the doctor.


    When the hospital came to consult, it said, “There is nothing wrong with President Rouco’s health, and the sudden fainting could be the result of working too hard and needing rest, which should have been caused by overexertion.”


    Adán Rouco, who naturally knew the reason for his sudden fainting spell in the boardroom, looked at the simple tinum wedding ring on his ring finger and frowned extremely hard.


    When the doctor left, Adán Rouco said: “Get me out of the hospital immediately.


    “But BOSS, you just woke up, so at least stay in the hospital for observation, is it really okay for you to leave the hospital now?”


    Adán Rouco spoke with confidence in his voice: “I fainted because I had a personality change with Jerold Rouco. ”


    “What, you mean the man who shows up these days is Jerold Rouco?”


    “Hmm.”


    Santino Yepes was even more astonished: “I can’t believe I didn’t notice, but how is it possible that Jerold Rouco behaves so simr to you? He even asked me to send someone to find him a wife to give you your wedding ring.”


    “Esteban Zaragosa has said that there may be a state of fusion between personalities.”


    “Fusion?” Santino Yepes was even more confused.


    “Perhaps because Estre’s exodus has stimted my brain and mental state, my multiple personality disorder may soon be cured.”


    Santino Yepes: “So the key to curing your multiple personality split may have been your wife’s influence on you?”


    In that case, it is not difficult to understand.


    After all, Estre Berrocal’s importance to Adán Rouco has been fundamental.


    She is too good at tugging at Adam Rouco’s emotions.


    “Check Madame’s movements at once; I fear she has left Florence. ”


    “Yes, boss.”


    …


    Estre Berrocalpletely lost sleep on her first night in Ciudad del Rey.


    Hey down on the soft bed, but could not sleep, thinking of his meeting with Sra.


    After tossing and turning in bed, I finally got so thirsty that I got dressed and went down to the kitchen to pour boiling water.


    Strange,tely I was always hungry and thirsty in the middle of the night, but I hadn’t eaten much during the day.


    Just as a ss of water was going down, footsteps were heard in the hall.


    “Still up thiste?”


    It is Andreo Fanta.


    He was dressed in pale blue cotton and linen house clothes and looked much friendlier than in formal clothes of the day.


    Estre Berrocal still hadn’t figured out the best way to pass the time with the not so well known royal brother, “Oh, I’m a little dry so I went downstairs for some sips of water, am I disturbing your sleep?”.


    “That’s not true, we have a very soundproof room in our house.”


    Estre Berrocal froze, she did not expect Andreo Fanta to be so easy.


    Andreo Fanta nced at her and asked with concern, “You’re new to The Vasconcellos Family, you’re not used to it, are you?”


    “Well, sort of.”


    “It turns out I can’t sleep either, so why don’t we talk? I happen to want to meet my sister.”


    “…”


    Andreo Fanta said matter-of-factly, “You’re hungry, aren’t you, what do you want to eat, why don’t you go and sit in the living room and I’ll cook something to eat while we talk.”


    This way, it should be easier for her to let go….


    Estre Berrocal was stunned, she didn’t really expect Andreo Fanta to be so good at serving people. “You know how to cook, then Ciri is in luck. ”


    Andreo Fanta curved his lips, with an embellished look, “He doesn’t like my cooking.”


    A little embarrassed, Estre Berrocal asked politely: “Do you need my help? I can cook a little too, even if it’s not that good”.N?velDrama.Org owns this.


    “No need to be polite to me, we’re family. Go and sit down.”


    “… it’s good.”


    Ciri Garzón said that Andreo Fanta used to have a bad temper, but Estre Berrocal didn’t feel it at all, he was such a kind and considerate man that he understood the girls’ hearts and it was easy to get along with him.


    However, perhaps because Andreo Fanta is affectionate with her and not very controlling.


    Andreo Fanta was quick to prepare two bowls of pasta with tomato sauce and meat and bring them out, hot and steaming, selling well and smelling delicious.


    “Prove it.”


    Estre Berrocal took a bite with her chopsticks and nodded her head in praise: “It tastes very good, you are a very good cook”.


    “Average, except Ciri loved noodles, so I’m pretty good at making them.”


    Estre Berrocal felt a little sour at being caught with a mouthful of dog food, and she looked down as she ate her noodles and whispered nonchntly, “I envy Ciri. ”


    Andreo Fanta was silent and his eyes rested on the diamond ring on his ring finger.


    “I owe Ciri a lot. ”


    Estre Berrocal knew what he meant: “But even though you had your problems, you were still together, and even though Ciri ran away from home a lot, you got her back every time, didn’t you? Maybe it was the fact that you got Ciri back every time that gave her the courage to run away.”


    Andreo Fanta smiled slightly, finding her statement a bit refreshing, “You have a point. But she left me and if I don’t look for her and she neveres back, I can’t help it, Ciri Garzon is too important to me and I have no pride when ites to Ciri Garzon. ”


    Estre Berrocal suddenly felt for her brother, “But what is pride and dignity if you meet the right person?”.


    “But he who loves the humble grows weary.”


    Estre Berrocal absently stirred the bowl of noodles with the chopsticks. “But I guess you never wanted to let go.”


    “I hadn’t thought about that.”


    Upstairs, Ciri Garzón, who had slept until midnight and had discovered that Andreo Fanta had disappeared, came out of her room and on the second floor glimpsed Andreo Fanta and Estre Berrocal in the living room having a midnight snack.


    Naturally, she had overheard their conversation, and her hand, which held the wall, squeezed gently, and her heart fluttered for a moment as she turned and walked back to her room.


    Downstairs, Estre Berrocal curved her lips and said, “So I envy Ciri, at least, no matter what, your feelings for her are unwavering.”


    “The owner who gave you the diamond ring is not strong enough for you?”


    Andreo Fanta’s question was direct and frank enough to make Estre Berrocal’s eyes darken.


    “I’d love to get to know you as a loved one quickly, but if you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t force it, but I can always be your tree hole to hear your confessions.”


    Estre Berrocal pursed her lips, narrowed her gray gaze and lowered her eyes: “I divorced him. There was a time when I too thought that my feelings for him were unshakable and that I felt what it was like to be firmly chosen by someone for whom mere affection was not enough. For the fact that he likes me does not prevent him from liking other people, but love is different; love is when one person firmly chooses another and does not fall in love with another while loving him, and I had the luxury of such a rtionship, but I don’t seem to have known it.”