Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Adam Rouco looked deeply at the small woman in his arms, his brow furrowed slightly as he pursed his lips, “Estrella, maybe someday I will become a complete stranger to you, and such a me, would you still want to get to know her?”

“That’s why I want to get to know you even better, and if one day you become a complete stranger to me, I’m ready for it.”

Estrella Berrocal took a deep breath and said: “Adam, do you know … who I met today?”

“To whom?”

Estrella Berrocal did not want to say it, but she felt bad for hiding it: “Vanesa Bartolomé”.

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes sank, “Vanesa Bartolome, how did you meet her?”.

This Vanesa Bartolome, after being “ignored” by him today, had the audacity to go to Estrella Berrocal!

Estrella Berrocal explained: “I met her when she was shopping at the mall and she dropped her purse on the floor and I saw your picture, so…. Adam, can you tell me about you and Vanesa Bartolome? I don’t want to find out about your past from someone else every time I find out. Since I’m going to find out sooner or later, why don’t you tell me yourself?”.

“Vanesa Bartolomé is my ex-girlfriend, with whom I had a six-month relationship five years ago.”

“So, … why did you break up, can you tell me?”

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes were deep as he looked at her, and he spoke solemnly, word for word: “Estrella, listen carefully to what you are about to say, and maybe after hearing it, you will change your mind about getting your license with me, and I will respect your decision.”

“I broke up with Vanesa Bartolomé because I have a disease that is not known to man, a disease that is rare. tenuous, until one day I become someone else, or, I force the other personality so that it can never reappear.”

Estrella Berrocal’s eyes reddened as she heard the calm tone of his statement, “So, did Vanesa Bartolomé just say that you are mentally ill and she has abandoned you?”

“Isn’t it? That in itself is a form of mental illness, Star, you have the right to break up with me now, I’m not going to stop you, as for the baby you’re carrying in your belly…”

Before Adán Rouco could finish his words, Estrella Berrocal had already pulled his neck down with both hands and brought her lips close to lock his thin lips.

She told him eagerly: “I forbid you to break up with me, just because you have a dual personality disorder, you don’t love me…”. I forbid you, Adán Rouco, listen … it is not your fault that you are sick, I will stay with you in therapy, but I forbid you to say that you break up”.

His forehead rested gently on hers, his fingertips gently wiped the tears from her small face, and he laughed softly, “Aren’t you afraid?” Vanesa Bartolomé avoided me like the plague at first.”

Estrella Berrocal frowned and said, fighting for him, “Vanesa Bartolomé doesn’t love you at all, if she really loved someone, how could she leave him just because he is sick? Who is Vanesa Bartolomé to call you a psychopath, she doesn’t deserve to be your girlfriend and she doesn’t deserve your like”.

Adán Rouco lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose, saying sweetly, “It’s true that Vanesa Bartolome has never liked me either.”

“But … Wasn’t she an ex-girlfriend of yours?”.

“I did have two or three relationships, but they all ended in nothing.”

A chuckle escaped Estrella Berrocal: “So, …. you say you don’t have much affection for those ex-girlfriends of yours?”.

Adán Rouco looked at her somewhat delighted and a smirk crept under his eyes, “You seem to be glad that Vanesa Bartolome has left me.”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal coughed slightly, blushing a little, and said matter-of-factly, “If I hadn’t left you, how would it have been my turn?”

She rubbed against his arms, took his hand and continued, “I have to thank the women who left you, if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t have met such a good man.”

“Star, I’m not as good as you think. Maybe one day my second personality will emerge and hurt you.”

At the mention of this second personality, Estrella Berrocal racked her brains and said, with some suspicion, “What exactly does your second personality look like?”

“Vanesa Bartolomé has seen her, and scared her straight to the United States.”

But Adán Rouco was again a bit puzzled; that night in S, when he had broken up, it was supposed to be his second personality that had spent the whole night with Estrella Berrocal, but afterwards, the personality that Estrella Berrocal had described did not match at all with the one that Vanesa Bartolome had described.

The personality that Vanesa Bartolome had seen was brutal, cold-blooded and impersonal, but Estrella Berrocal said she was kind.

“Yes, Adam!” said Estrella Berrocal, with a flash of light, “do you remember the night before we came back from S.? That night you became very different, like a different person, and the next day, when I asked you about it, you didn’t remember anything, and then I got upset with you, could it have been your other personality that I spent that night with?”

“Yes.”

Estrella Berrocal blushed and said: “But I got along well with him, and he called me … sweetheart.”

“What, you seem to be fond of him?”

The male voice above her head suddenly became clear and cold.

Estrella Berrocal looked up at her cold, arrogant cheeks, “You’re not jealous of yourself, are you?”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal continued, “O Adán Rouco the other night, especially gentle, you have never been so gentle with me.”

The man snapped his wrist, “Have you fallen in love with him?”.

“…”

Estrella Berrocal blinked, only to find the question so twisted.

Evidently it was all him, another of his consciences.

“I don’t like any man but me.”

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“…”

Adán Rouco gritted his teeth and released her, keeping his cool.

Estrella Berrocal approached him, no longer joking, and said earnestly, “Even if that personality is smooth, you’re still the one I like, and when I go out next time, I’ll make sure it looks good, and I’ll make sure it doesn’t come out and disrupt our normal life again!”

The corner of Adán Rouco’s mouth twitched.

“Do you think he’ll listen to you?”

Estrella Berrocal was particularly confident: “Yes she will, she is very fond of me, she hugs me and calls me dear, if she doesn’t pay attention to me …”.

The man’s sharp, cold eyes poked her, “Estrella Berrocal, are you proud of yourself?”

“…”

When he didn’t get a response from her, the man’s voice froze even more, “You want to cheat?”

“…”

Should she tell Adán Rouco that she had been hugged, touched and kissed by his second personality that night and had especially enjoyed it?

Estrella Berrocal said dryly, “You should be glad that I had a good time with your second personality, whatever your side is, you are still you, your second personality would scare Vanesa Bartolomé, but she is so soft with me, Adán, do you think… we are made for each other?”.

Even she felt a little shameless after saying that, her face flushed.

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes were deep as ink and his face was serious: “Are you really not afraid?”

Estrella Berrocal reached out and wrapped her arms around him, shaking her head in the crook of his neck. “No, as violent as your other personalities are, they’re part of you and I’m not going to get sick of them. I’ll try to get along with your second personality.”

Inexplicably, Adán Rouco was a bit bitter at the time.

Adán Rouco hugged her and warned her, somewhat embarrassed: “I don’t like it”.

Estrella Berrocal kissed his chin and nodded earnestly, “Well, I only like you. If someday he doesn’t give me back to you, I’ll fight him for it.”

…

The next morning, Adán Rouco is sitting at the table having breakfast when Estrella Berrocal gets halfway through and runs off to her bedroom.

When he leaves, he already has his ID card and passport in his hand.

She stood in the sunlight, eyebrows arched, and smiled at him, “Adam, let’s get married later! I don’t want to wait for Friday.”

Adam Rouco’s fingers, which held the silver fork, gave a twitch.

“Star, have you really thought about it?”.

Estrella Berrocal, impatient, glared at him and said, “Adán Rouco, you are always determined, how is it that you have asked me no less than three times about this matter, or is it … that you no longer want to marry me?”

Adán Rouco lost his smile.

For the first time in his thirty years of life, he seemed to have become as hesitant and matronly as a woman.

Adán Rouco extended his long, slender hand to her and Estrella Berrocal placed it in his palm.

His hands were thin and fleshy, but not lacking in strength, and she felt secure in his firm grip.

Adán Rouco pulled her to sit in his arms and gently brushed her forehead and the tip of her nose, his thin lips brushing hers, his voice low and magnetic: “Since you are so sincere, I say yes to your proposal, Mrs. Rouco.”

In Estrella Berrocal’s mind, it was as if a sky of fireworks had blossomed, sweetness, spreading rampantly in her heart.

…

On a weekday, in the morning at the RegistroCivil, there were very few people.

When the time came to take the wedding photos, Estrella Berrocal regretted it.

He had forgotten that there were wedding photos to be taken.

She should have known better, come well dressed and not wearing any makeup, just lipstick, and when they came out with the little red book, Estrella Berrocal regretted it.

“If it hadn’t been my first wedding and I wasn’t familiar with the process, I would have come dressed up for wedding photos.”

Adán Rouco looked at her with amusement: “What, you want to get married a second time?

Estrella Berrocal picked up the little red book and felt it heavy in her hands, as if she were carrying half the world with her.

“Am I dreaming?”

Adán Rouco curled his fingers and slapped him on the forehead.

Estrella Berrocal touched her forehead and said: “Is this a marriage? And it was two little books when the divorce was final…”

“What nonsense?”

Estrella Berrocal was quick to say “blah, blah, blah”.

Adán Rouco took her hand, brought it to his lips, kissed the diamond ring and said in a deep voice, “Mrs. Rouco, it is an honor for Mr. Adán to marry you.”

Estrella Berrocal, sweet to the flower, threw her arms around Adán Rouco’s neck at the door of the RegistroCivil, stood on tiptoe and kissed his fine lips: “Mr. Adán, for the rest of your life, take care of yourself”.

…

Not far away, inside a black car, Analena Lozada clenched her fingers and dug them into her palm, her knuckles pale and bloodless.

“Didn’t you say that Adán Rouco and Estrella Berrocal couldn’t be together as long as I was back? So what happens now? They even have a marriage license.”

She was joined in the car by Julieta Sarinana.

Juliet Sarinana looked at the sweet couple embracing in front of the RegistroCivil, her red lips curved coolly as she said, “So what if they are married, nowadays, you can still get divorced if you are married.”

Analena Lozada gritted her teeth, Adán Rouco was so happy now, he lacked nothing, one day he would lose everything he had now!

“Dr. Julieta, I know you want to climb up to Mrs. Rouco’s position, I can help you, but who are you to ask me to help you?”

“On the basis that I know, the weaknesses of Adán Rouco”.

Analena Lozada snorted, “You’re not going to tell me that Adán Rouco’s weakness is Estrella Berrocal, are you?”.

“If I were Estrella Berrocal, would I have to tell you? But before that, I need to know what you intend, and if you are Analena Lozada or not…”

Juliet Sarinana’s sharp eyes examined the woman in front of her.

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