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    Estre Berrocal received a call from her brother Andreo Fanta.


    “Brother.”


    On the other side, Andreo Fanta’s voice was deep and asked in a warm voice, “It’s been a long time since I’ve talked to you, how have you been?”


    Estre Berrocal, who has rarely felt this kind of affection since the death of her father, Stefano Berrocal, smiles and says, “I’ve been fine. I was going to ask you the same thing, how was mom’s operation?”.


    “It went well, the doctor said she’ll be fine with lots of rest and recovery, but she misses you a lottely and talks about you a lot in front of me, but she’s afraid you’ll have trouble traveling back and forth with your pregnancy.”


    Estre Berrocal smiled, “How about this, when Adames back, I’ll tell him I’lle to Ciudad del Rey to see you.”


    “Sounds good to me, remember to let me know when you’ve made up your mind and I can send someone to pick you up.”


    “No need to go to all that trouble. By the way, brother, how are you and Ciri doing…?”


    At the mention of Ciri Garzón, Andreo Fanta was stunned, kept silent for a few seconds and said calmly: “The usual, but I don’t ask much of her”.


    What Andreo Fanta meant by this was understood, of course, by Estre Berrocal, that the usual meant that nothing was happening, that the rtionship had not yet broken the ice.


    He avoided the subject and talked about something else, and after a few moments of politeness, Andreo Fanta hung up when someone called him, as if he had to go to a meeting.


    Estre Berrocal held the phone, her heart warmed.


    The phone rings again. It’s udio Belles, an old high school friend, asking her to go out for dinner and shopping.


    Estre Berrocal did not want to go, but Paulita had gone back to school and had nothing to do at home, so she agreed.


    After meeting with udio Belles, thetter suggested he cut his hair.


    “When I was pregnant, I cut my hair because I thought I would have to moon myself afterwards, because it was an ordeal to wash my hair during the month.”


    Estre Berrocal touched her almost four-month belly and wondered if she should also get a haircut.Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.


    When he arrived at the salon, he sat down and a stylist arrived, iming to be director level.


    “Do you want a haircut or a perm, beautiful, or just a cut?”


    Estre Berrocal debated for a while, looked at her long, unchanging hair in the mirror and suddenly felt the urge to cut it short, boldly saying: “Let’s cut it short”.


    “How short – should it be shoulder-length or neck-length?”


    “A little below the chin.”


    Once the stylist understood, he said, “Let’s wash your hair first.”


    …


    When she had her hair cut, Estre Berrocal’s head felt much lighter and it was the first time she had cut her hair so short.


    As she left the salon, she kept looking at her phone and asked udio Belles: “Does it really look good? Is it weird?”.


    udio Belles smiled and said, “That’s funny, it looks great, women need to change more and it’s easier to wash their hair when it’s shorter.”


    “That’s true, every time I wash my hair, it takes forever to dry it.”


    During the meal, Estre Berrocal could not resist taking a selfie and sending it to Adán Rouco.


    …


    At the same time, the Rouco Group building.


    Adán Rouco was in a meeting when a message appeared on WhatsApp, and as it was from Estre Berrocal, Adán Rouco immediately clicked on it.


    As a result, when clicking on the photo, Adán Rouco’s brow furrowed and his expression became strange.


    The executives in the room looked at each other, thinking that something big had happened.


    “President Rouco, do you think this proposal, will it work?”.


    Adán Rouco said nothing, staring at his phone, frowning.


    Why had she suddenly cut her hair if it was fine?


    “President Rouco?”


    Adán Rouco hung up the phone, nodded and said, “The program is fine, but it’s on schedule.”


    “Okay, no problem.”


    At the end of the meeting, Santino Yepes handed him a document to sign.


    Adán Rouco suddenly asked, “What does it mean when a woman suddenly cuts her hair?”


    Santino Yepes was stunned and said, “In general, when a woman suddenly cuts her hair, she wants to say goodbye to her past, or forget something that bothers her.”


    Saying goodbye to the past? Forgetting something that bothered her?


    Like Mr. Adam, he does not appear to be pressuring Ms.


    Estre Berrocal has posted a new friend, a selfie with short hair, with the text – Cut the 3. 000 strands of worry and say goodbye to the past.


    Adán Rouco: …


    Adam BOSS is not happy, grabs his car keys, gets up and leaves the office.


    “Boss, where are you going, do you need me toe with you?”.


    “No need.”


    …


    Estre Berrocal was about to say goodbye to udio Belles when she received a call from Adán Rouco.


    “Where is it?”


    The man asked directly after the call was answered, and Estre Berrocal unconsciously looked at the caller ID.


    It was Adán Rouco, yes, but how fierce.


    “I’m at the Bacardi Mall, what’s up?”.


    “I’ll be right there.”


    By the end of the sentence, the man had hung up the phone and Estre Berrocal looked confused.


    After waiting about ten minutes or so, a ck Spyker arrived.


    Once Estre Berrocal got into the car, she asked curiously, “Why are you leaving work so early today, I sent you WhatsApp, why haven’t you answered me?”.


    After buckling her seat belt, she had to look at him again with an expectant face and asked, “By the way, what do you think of my haircut – is it okay?”


    Men and women are meant to be a different species.


    Adán Rouco stared at the small woman in front of him, his eyes narrowed in a somewhat questioning look.


    Estre Berrocal frowned, “Why are you looking at me like that, is she too ugly?”.


    It wasn’t ugly, it was just that I hadn’t been used to having such short hair for a long time.


    She looked, she looked younger, smaller than before.


    With that face, she already looked younger, and now with such a short haircut, she looked even more childish, carved from the same mold as Paulita.


    “Saying goodbye to the past? Who are you saying goodbye to?”


    His past, wasn’t it him? Whose if not his?


    Estre Berrocal was dumbfounded by his question. “I’m not saying goodbye to anyone, I just want to cut my hair, I’m tired of always having it long”.


    She touched her hair and asked uncertainly, “Is it really not pretty?”.


    He had that look, like he didn’t like it.


    He looked good, but he looked too young.


    All the way home, Adán Rouco did not say much.


    Estre Berrocal thought he was angry and ran up to him and said, “If you don’t like it, then I won’t cut it, I’ll leave it long from now on, and the truth is that I’m not veryfortable with how my hair looks short…”


    Adán Rouco suddenly turned to her and leaned over to embrace her, opening softly, “As long as Mrs. Rouco doesn’t try to cut off this past for me, you can cut it off any way you want.”


    “… It’s just that I heard that it’s not good to wash your hair after having a baby in the month, so that’s why I cut it.”


    Estre Berrocalughed and went over to him to hug him.


    The man’s big hands, rubbing her short head, messing up her hair, stared at her small face and said, “She looks too small, like Paulita.”


    Estre Berrocal reached over and grabbed his hand, “Mr. Adán is not in crisis, is he?”.


    “How dare you run away while pregnant with your second child?”.


    Adán Rouco bent down and lifted her up in a cross-legged embrace.


    “By the way, my brother called me to tell me that Mrs. Vasconcellos misses me and that I want to go to Ciudad del Rey to see them, is that okay with you?”


    “Buttely I’ve had a lot of work to get away from.”


    Estre Berrocal winked at him, “I’ll go alone, it’s not like Mrs. Vasconcellos wants to see you anyway.”


    “Mrs. Rouco, trying to leave the gentleman alone to go out in style again?”


    “…”


    Wrong.