The roadside breakfast store.


    Ciri Garzón and Paulita asked for a small breakfast table, all kinds of breakfasts, soy milk, pancakes, hamburgers, sandwiches? appetizing to look at.


    Paulita, who is rtively new to these breakfasts since she doesn’t eat them often, points to the tofu fritters and says, “Madrina, Estre loves them too. She’s never tried these before.


    Last time, Estre had eaten all the soy milk without waiting for me to taste it.


    Ciri Garzón took a bite with a spoon and passed it to her little mouth, “Taste it then.”


    Paulita opened her mouth to take a bite and Ciri Garzón smiled and asked, “Is it good?”.


    The little girl narrowed her big eyes and nodded her head, “Yes!”.


    As the two ate, a tall, erect man entered the small breakfast room.


    Paulita was eating a sandwich with her little hand when she saw Andreo Fanta enter and joyfully shouted, “Uncle!”


    Ciri Garzón, startled, also looked at him, “What brings you here?”.


    “Adán Rouco has arrived and is in the operating room with Estre, I didn’t think it was right for you to take Paulita”.


    Ciri Garzonughed lightly, “Is Second Master not sure about me taking Paulita with me, or is he afraid I’ll leave Paulita alone and she’ll run away?”


    Andreo Fanta frowned slightly but said nothing, sitting down next to Paulita.


    Paulita held up the doughnut and asked, “Uncle, do you want breakfast?”.


    Ciri Garzón deliberately said, “Paulita, your Tio is a big eater, he’s not used to eating this, so don’t force him.”


    Andreo Fanta pursed his thin lips, his dark eyes slightly sunken as he stared at Ciri Garzón, and after a few seconds, he said, “Who says I’m not used to eating this?” Paulita, Tio will eat with you.


    Paulita picked up another fritter with her oiled hands and handed it to Andreo Fanta, “Uncle, this fritter is crunchy and tasty.”


    Andreo Fanta said “mmm,” a little ufortable with the greasiness, but ate several bites.


    Ciri Garzón looked at him andughed, “Nobody forces you to eat.”


    Wasn’t she aware of that? He was just trying to get closer to her, that’s all.


    …


    Hospital, inside the ward.


    Estre Berrocal had slept for a long time, her whole body felt as if it had been heavily run over by a truck, her limbs felt as if they were not hers.


    She was drowsy, tired, sore and weak, unable to muster any energy.


    When she opened her heavy eyelids, there was a handsome, worried, nervous face in front of her.


    “Wake up, is something ufortable? I’m going to call the doctor.”


    Adán Rouco said, taking a step to address the doctor.


    “Adán Rouco …”


    Estre Berrocal called out to him in a hoarse, weak voice.


    Adán Rouco turned to her and took her small hand in his big one: “Yes, I’m here”.


    Estre Berrocal’s eyes were bloodshot, I don’t know if from the pain of childbirth or from her grief, and she looked at him with crushed lips and watery eyes full of anguish.


    Adán Rouco reached out and stroked her hair, rubbing his fingers tenderly over her face, and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong with you?”


    “Is what you just said true or not?”.


    “…”


    Adán Rouco reacted for a few seconds before remembering those words and said amused: “You really believe them”.


    “I don’t know if you do or not.”


    Estre Berrocal couldn’t help but feel angry and aggrieved, knowing that he was only saying those words to force her to make the baby.


    The man’s dark eyes bore into hers as he said, “You’ve heard all those falsehoods, but that truth you don’t seem to have heard. I don’t mind repeating it.”


    “What words? It’s not another angry word, is it? I just had a baby and my qi and blood are weak, you can’t get angry with me again…”


    The man’s low, maic voice rang out, word for word, “Estre Berrocal, I love you, deeply.”


    “…”


    The little woman, lying on the hospital bed, froze for a moment, a pretty blush creeping onto her small, pale face.


    Adán Rouco looked at her yfully, “Isn’t it time for Mrs. Rouco to react?”.


    Estre Berrocal blushed and hooked her weak fingers, gesturing to him, “Come here.”


    “Hmm?”


    Adán Rouco approached, thinking she was trying to whisper something affectionate to him.


    Estre Berrocal was still unable to reach him and frowned slightly, urging, “Come a little closer.”


    Adán Rouco moved a little closer.


    This time, I could touch him and I could … easily reach his neck and kiss him on the lips.


    The woman’s warm, soft lips rested on the edge of his, and at the same time the little woman murmured, “Adán Rouco, I love you too.”


    He smiled warmly and wrapped his arms around her body, lowering his head to kiss her back.


    But … the door to the room clicked and swung open.


    Estre Berrocal hastily withdrew from Adán Rouco’s arms and got under the sheets, while Adán Rouco was calm and had no shame on his face.


    The few people at the door were a little embarrassed.


    However, the main concern was Estre Berrocal.


    Paulita ran to the bed and asked, “Estre, have you had a baby? Is it a baby brother or a baby sister?”


    Estre Berrocal was so stunned that she didn’t bother to ask Adán Rouco about it.


    Adán Rouco smiled slightly and said to Paulita: “Estre is going to have a little brother”.


    Paulita asked happily, “Where is little brother? I want to see him.


    “Little brother is in the incubator, so I can’t see him yet.”


    Paulita puffed out her lips, “Well then…. Estre are you in pain?”


    Estre Berrocal let out augh and reassured the little girl: “She’s fine, in a few days she’ll be fine, don’t worry”.


    Lupita Vasconcellos sighed in relief and said, “Thank goodness the baby made it. I see Estre is still tired too, so let’s go out while Estre rests and rests”.


    Estre Berrocal nodded.


    Paulita refuses to go: “I’m staying here to protect Estre, Grandma, I’m not going”.


    Lupita Vasconcellos looked lovingly at the little bundle of milk and smiled, “Silly boy, your father is here, Estre needs to rest, are youing with us to see your little brother?”


    Hearing about her little brother, Paulita couldn’t resist again: “Yes, yes, Estre, first I’ll go see my little brother and then I’lle back to you, okay?


    “Okay, go.”


    When they left, the room was silent again.


    Estre Berrocal, lying on the bed, looked at Adán Rouco and asked curiously: “Have you seen the baby? Who does the baby look like?”.


    Adán Rouco was particrly unconcerned: “Not really, just a quick look”.


    “Huh? You’re the father, how can you not see it?”.


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    Adam Rouco lowered his gaze, rested his head on his forehead and sighed softly. “I was so worried when you fainted right after you gave birth, so how could I feel like paying attention to the baby.”


    Estre Berrocal waspletely delighted and smiled sweetly as her watery eyes stared at him. “So you’ve been looking out for me and you haven’t looked at the baby until now?”.


    Adán Rouco responded with indifference: “Yes”.


    Even now, Adán Rouco’s heart, this heart, still beats, “We will not have childrenter.”


    Estre Berrocal looked at him unenthusiastically, “Really?”


    “Really, I promise you. If I had known how painful it would be, I wouldn’t have let you have a second child.”


    Estre Berrocal reached out and took his big hand, brought it to her face and touched it. “Having a baby hurts, but you’ll recover quickly with good care. Don’t worry.”


    Adán Rouco lowered his gaze and kissed her forehead, “Yes, I’m sure I’ll take good care of you.”