When Mother Lucio’s husband arrived, she immediately burst into tears: “Honey, look at our son, how they are harassing him, and they are using our son! Saying that our son raped their daughter, how is our son going to understand this when he is so young!”.
Mr. Carda was just as overbearing, looking at Adán Rouco and saying, “You are the boy’s father, aren’t you, your son should apologize for hitting my son like that!”
Adán Rouco pulled out a business card and handed it to her, his voice indifferent to the extreme: “Mywyer will contact youter.”
“What, awyer?”
Awyer for something so trivial?
What is this man’s story? …
Carda frowned, looked at the business card and a sh sh shed before her eyes. On the distinguished card was a name, Adán Rouco, with a row of titles underneath, general manager of the Rouco Group …
Mr. Carda’s face changed and he immediately put a smile on his face and exined to Adán Rouco: “President Rouco, the fault is mine because my son didn’t know what was going on and bullied your daughter, but it was just a naughty fight between children, don’t take it to heart.”
Paulita hugged Adán Rouco’s neck and told him with a little pout, “Dad, Lucio Carda even cut my hair with the scissors, I told him not to, but he kept cutting it anyway.”
Lucio Carda immediately replied: “I did not!
Angelo Herrán dered: “Uncle Adán, Pa Rouco is not lying, I saw Lucio Carda with the scissors cutting her hair all the time”.
Adán Rouco pursed his lips, his face serious and stern: “Mr. Carda, it’s nothing because your son has bullied my daughter, after all, as you said, it was just a fight between children, but your wife is an adult and a moment ago she almost pushed my wife, six months pregnant, down the stairs, and if I hadn’t arrived in time, my wife would have been taken to the operating room by ambnce. What do you think is the best way to settle this ount?”.
Lucio’s parents were terrified, their faces full of fear, “President Rouco, it’s all my wife’s fault, why don’t you apologize to Mrs. Rouco?
“Mrs. Rouco is sorry! I’m sorry!”
Estre Berrocal looked at Adán Rouco, not bothering to continue arguing with them. After all, it was the kindergarten teacher who had not handled the matter well, Lucio Carda had pulled Paulita’s clothes and the teacher should have educated her and educated her, but the teacher did not seem to care about what was right or wrong, she just made things easy.
Adán Rouco looked softly at Estre Berrocal: “What do you want to do?”.
Estre Berrocal said, “A child has to have the education not to hurt people, but also the aura not to be hurt. I hope that in the future you go home and teach your children well and don’t always consent that your children pull other girls’ clothes.”
“Yes, yes, Mrs. Rouco has taught us a lesson, we will definitely go home and teach this brat well!”
…
Leaving the nursery, Estre Berrocal said to Adán Rouco: “Adán, let’s take udio and ángelo home first”.
Adán Rouco nodded.
udio Belles was a bit embarrassed: “I’ll just take the subway to go home with Angelo”.
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udio Belles smiled slightly, unable to refuse Estre Berrocal’s kind offer, and took his son with him to the car.
When they reached the car, the two children were hungry and thirsty after being on their feet all afternoon.
In the car there was some bread and milk and Estre Berrocal took it to the children to feed them.
While Angelo Herrán was eating, he looked at the luxurious car and sighed: “Pa Rouco, how luxurious your car is”.
Estre Berrocal and udio Belles froze at thisment.
Paulita, who had grown up in such a car, didn’t understand and asked with a slight frown, “Doesn’t Uncle Montrelle drive such a car?”
Angelo Herrán shook his head, “My father drives a Volkswagen”.
Adán Rouco, who was driving in front, raised an eyebrow, since when did Montrelle Herran y the poor? A new pleasure?
Angelo Herrán sighed and patted Paulita’s small shoulder. “Even though we have no money at home, don’t worry, I’ll study hard and earn money when I’m older to buy you a car like that.”
Estre Berrocal and udio Belles looked at each other and almostughed out loud.
…
When they reached the entrance to the neighborhood, the ck Maybach stopped.
udio Belles got out of the car with his son and Adán Rouco rolled down the window and looked at the block.
Six stories, probably an old-fashioned neighborhood with no elevator, and Montrelle Herran doesn’t live here instead of a vi with a view?
In addition, Miss udio seemed to have no idea about Montrelle Herran’s family or her background …
Montrelle Herran, what are you ying at, cheating on your marriage?
Adán Rouco looked in the rearview mirror at his wife and daughter, who were delighted in the back seat, while he continued driving.
Adán Rouco asked, “Paulita, are you still dizzy? Do you want a doctor to see you?”.
Estre Berrocal was quick to touch Paulita’s forehead as well, “If you get dizzy, be sure to tell me.”
Paulita shook her head, “Daddy, Estre, I’m not dizzy anymore”.
The little girl looked tired andy down in Estre Berrocal’s arms, with her little hand touching Estre Berrocal’s chest, and fell asleep in a few moments.
Estre Berrocal pulled a thin nket from one side and gently covered the little one with it.
Adán Rouco suddenly asked, “Did Mrs. Montrelle go to high school with you?”
Estre Berrocal was stunned and it took her a few seconds to realize that the Mrs. Montrelle to whom Adán Rouco was referring was udio Belles.
“Ah, you mean udio, he was my roommate in high school, he was quite close to me, when I met her I didn’t think she would also get married so soon.”
“Your roommate, she doesn’t seem to know much about her husband.” Adam Rouco said meaningfully.
Estre Berrocal looked amused at Adán Rouco: “Adán, today you look strange”.
Adam Rouco had never been much given to gossiping about the affairs of others, especially the opposite sex, but today, why was he so curious about udio’s affairs.
“Is it appropriate for you to gossip about another woman, in front of me?”.
Adán Roucoughed lightly, “I just thought that friend of yours might have been cheated on by her husband.”
“Huh? Deceived? But I see that Mrs. Montrelle … is quite kind to udio.”
Is it possible that Montrelle Herran is not what he seems? Is it possible that Montrelle Herran is not what he seems?
Adán Rouco said nothing about it, but said, “But that is between other couples, not between us.”
But udio was her best friend, and if Montrelle Herran had cheated on her, he would be a good friend. If Montrelle Herran had cheated on her, she, as a good friend, should have warned udio.
“Adam, have you discovered any secrets of Montrelle Herran?”
Adán Rouco hooked his thin lips, yes he had discovered a not so little secret, not only was he secretly married, but he was pretending to be poor.
“Tell your friend, to pay more attention to Montrelle Herran, maybe he will discover something different from Montrelle Herran.”
Estre Berrocal was confused, but thought to herself, as long as it wasn’t an affair. Maybe this Mr. Montrelle had some kind of fetish.
When they arrived home, Paulita was still sleeping in Estre Berrocal’s arms, having been carried by Adán Rouco.
After Adán Rouco took Paulita to the children’s room, Estre Berrocal circled the man’s waist from behind and asked him quietly, “Why did you suddenly go to the nursery today?”
“I got off work early today, so I thought I’d stop by the nursery to pick you up with Paulita.”
She was still feeling the day’s fears and ran her hand over Estre Berrocal’s bulging belly. “Did she get scared?”
“No, it’s perfectly calm.”
Estre Berrocal remembered what Adán Rouco had told her in the car and her watery eyes stared at Adán Rouco.
“Why do you look at me, madam, as if you were going to eat me? I wouldn’t mind satisfying you if you wanted to…”
Adán Rouco bent down and picked up Estre Berrocal, who kicked her feet, “Hey, that’s not what I meant, I have something to ask you!”.
“What is it, ask, you have a minute.”
“…”
Ah, this man, why is he so cute.