Paulita was red-eyed as shey on Estre Berrocal’sp, looking at Angelo Herran with a pout.


    Angelo Herran approached with a handsome little face and stared at the soft white Paulita, still deliberately teasing her, “You little crybaby! What a crybaby!”


    Paulita growled loudly and buried her face in Estre Berrocal’s arms: “I don’t want to y with you!


    Estre Berrocal cried andughed, reaching out to pat the little bundle’s back, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, Brother Angelo likes to tease.”


    Paulita puffed out her little mouth: “He doesn’t like to make fun of me, it’s bad!”.


    udio Belles pulled his son and lectured him, “Paulita, will Aunt udio help you teach this little viin a lesson?”.


    udio Belles pped him a couple of times on purpose and Angelo Herran cooperated by saying, “Mom, I can’t believe you’re hitting me for an outsider!”.


    udio Belles added to the p: “Who told you to intimidate our Paulita, bad boy!”.


    Paulita heard the p and half turned her little face away from Estre Berrocal’s arms, her eyes round and teary, sucking in her little nose, and stopped crying.


    Estre Berrocal and udio Belles were sitting by the flowerbed chatting, Paulita ran to the sink to wash her hands, Angelo Herran, a heavy, ran, opened the faucet, wet his hands and spilled them on Paulita’s face, Paulita blinked in surprise and reacted by grabbing the water with her little hands and spilling it on her face! Angelo Herran’s face!All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    “Shit!”


    “Shorty!”


    Hearing the dwarf, Paulita got even angrier and said with a raised face, “I’ll grow upter!”.


    “But you’re a dwarf now, then you’ll grow bigger and I’ll grow bigger than you!”


    “Hmph! Shit! When my dades, I’m going to tell my dad that you called me a midget!”


    Angelo Herran continued to tease her, “I’m going to tell my father that you called me a bore when hees too!”.


    “You’re supposed to be annoying!”


    “You would have been a dwarf too!”


    …


    Estre Berrocal and udio Belles were sitting holding their stomachs andughing together.


    udio Belles looked at the two children and said, “I think my son is really in love with your daughter, I think we could be inws!”


    “What if it’s your son’s unrequited love?” asked an amused Estre Berrocal.


    “You have to catch up with me, even if you’re hopelessly in love. My son is good at everything, but he’s a bit straight, how can he be mean to the girl he likes? I’ll have to educate him wellter.”


    udio Belles worries that if he doesn’t give her some pointers now, he’ll be in trouble if he always runs away from girls with low emotional intelligence.


    Estre Berrocal was candid: “Angelo is a handsome boy at first sight, he will grow up and will have many girls chasing him, even if he doesn’t know how to express his feelings, but this is the age of faces, it doesn’t hurt to be handsome and have little emotional intelligence.”


    udio Belles was particrly adamant: “I love your Paulita, I must have Paulita as my daughter-inw!”


    Estre Berrocal looked at udio Belles with a serious look on her face and burst outughing: “udio, you don’t still like being betrothed to something, do you?”.


    “If you want, we’ll arrange a marriage for the baby right now!”


    Estre Berrocal said, “I would not dare to make a decision, my father loves Paulita and if he does not agree, I will not ept this marriage.”


    udio Belles met Adán Rouco when he came to pick up Estre Berrocal at a school reunion, and indeed the man was a bit overbearing and did not seem easy to get along with.


    This too was not mentioned again by udio Belles.


    …


    When the sports day began, Estre Berrocal and udio Belles, with their two children, sat first on the bleachers in the courtyard.


    It is now a ry race between children and parents from other sses.


    Paulita asked anxiously, “Estre, why isn’t daddy here yet? What if daddy iste?”


    Hell, he doesn’t want to lose to that nasty Angelo Herran!


    Estre Berrocal had already called Adán Rouco and stroked the little boy’s head, reassuring him: “Daddy is on his way and will be here soon”.


    As we were talking, a tall, handsome man suddenly came out from under the grandstand and Angelo Herran pointed a small hand at udio Belles and said, “Mom, Dad is here!”.


    udius Belles nced over and saw Montrelle Herran slipping through the crowd under the bleachers and waved his arm, “Mountainle! This way.”


    When Montrelle Herran climbed the steps and reached this side of the rostrum, udio Belles stood up, took Montrelle Herran’s arm and introduced Estre Berrocal with a smile, “Montrelle Herran, my husband. ”


    Estre Berrocal smiled slightly and nodded to the other man, “Estre Berrocal, udio’s ssmate.”


    Montrelle Herran’s eyes just scanned Estre Berrocal’s face without pausing, nodding her chin in greeting, and then her eyes fell on udio Belles’ face.


    “I’m notte, am I?”


    udio Belles arched his eyebrows cheerfully, “It’s notte, Angelo’s ss hasn’t left yet.”


    Montrelle Herran apanied udio Belles as he sat down, and Paulita’s little mouth curved even more.


    Estre Berrocal scratched her daughter’s little mouth with her finger: “What is that little mouth that could hang from an oil jug?”.


    “Uncle Montrelle is here, why isn’t Dad here yet?”


    Angelo Herrán purposely irritated her on the sidelines: “Pa Rouco, don’t wait until I finish running with my father before you run with yours”.


    udio Belles clutches his forehead and thinks: “Son, stop being an asshole and if you do it again, they’lle after you”.


    At the foot of the rostrum, the teacher was already shouting from her loudspeaker: “Come down and get ready, 4th grade children and parents who are going to participate!


    Estre Berrocal was also a bit anxious, it was almost time to start and Adán Rouco had not yet arrived.


    He looked down to see that Adán Rouco hade upstairs wearing a ck tracksuit.


    “Paulita, daddy has arrived!” said Estre Berrocal as she cuddled the little girl at her side.


    Paulita was so excited that she got up and ran to her, falling head first into Adán Rouco’s arms.


    “Dad! What took you so long to get here? I was so anxious!” Paulita pouted and rubbed herself in Adam Rouco’s arms.


    Adán Rouco hugged the little boy and said, “Traffic is dyed, where is Estre? ”


    Paulita gestured with her little hand, “Sitting there! Daddy, let’s run a first for Estre!”.


    “Well, then Paulita has a lot of work to do.”


    Here, Montrelle Herran came down with Angelo Herran, and as they approached Adán Rouco and Paulita, Montrelle Herran and Adán Rouco exchanged nces, as if they were old acquaintances.


    Estre Berrocal asks curiously: “udio, does your husband seem to know my Adam? I have seen them greet each other”.


    udio Belles dismissed it out of hand, “How is it possible, President Rouco is the president of the Rouco Group, my husband is a simple programmer, how could he know your husband, I guess they just saw that we know each other and greeted each other?”


    General programmer?


    Montrelle Herran doesn’t look like an ordinary programmer at all. Although Montrelle Herran wears a very ordinary tracksuit, it is difficult to hide the aura of his body.


    Estre Berrocal was a member of high society, had known many nobles and rarely misjudged people in this respect. But udio had a three-year-old son with Montrelle Herran, so it was logical that she was not unaware of his family background.