Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

“Miss Vanessa, this is the photo you sent me to take following Adán Rouco. ”

Vanesa Bartolomé, with her red, nail-polished hands, held up the pile of photographs, in which the man with the stern gaze, who also repeatedly pushed Estrella Berrocal aside, was looking at Estrella Berrocal with the coldest of indifference.

The man in the photo is definitely not Adán Rouco, but another personality from … Adán Rouco.

Fuck, Estrella Berrocal is going to find out one day how sick and horribly ill Adán Rouco is.

…

The next morning, Estrella Berrocal woke up early in the arms of Adán Rouco.

As soon as he woke up, so did Adán Rouco.

She, unconsciously, frowned, “Adam?”.

“Well, I am Adam.”

Estrella Berrocal breathes a sigh of relief.

“Under what circumstances does your personality change?”

“I’m not quite sure, but when I’m stimulated, or when my body is very weak from a lot of damage, other personalities take advantage of the situation and take control of the body. But exactly, I’m not sure.”

Estrella Berrocal moves to get up and is pulled again by Adán Rouco, “What for?”.

“I’m going to help you make breakfast, that if you’re weak and other personalities take advantage of the situation.”

Adán Rouco took her in his arms, rubbed the top of her head and closed his eyes: “Sleep a little longer”.

Estrella Berrocal looked at him, her fingers lightly tracing his forehead.

…

A rare night of restful sleep for Adán Rouco.

When I woke up, it was a quarter past ten and the person I was holding in my arms was gone.

Walking down the stairs to the kitchen, I saw Estrella Berrocal coming out with breakfast finished, “Go wash up, I just did.”

Adán Rouco washed up, saw a hearty breakfast on the table and played with taste: “Mrs. Rouco, I am not as vain as you think”.

Estrella Berrocal poured a bowl of lean porridge and handed it to him, “Taste my cooking.”

Adán Rouco raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his skinny congrio with a spoon, his eyes rolling.

Estrella Berrocal looked at him expectantly and asked: “Is it good? I’ve been simmering it for over an hour, it must taste fresh by now, right?”.

“Well, it tastes good.”

“Really?”

Estrella Berrocal took a sip herself, the mouthful of porridge still not quite reaching her throat, and her brow furrowed, “Why is it so salty!”.

But Adán Rouco, seated opposite, was quietly slurping his bowl of porridge.

“It’s too salty, don’t drink it, eat a sandwich!”

However, Adán Rouco quickly finished the bowl of tasty porridge: “Mrs. Rouco got up early in the morning to make me a loving breakfast, if I don’t eat it, won’t I be letting Mrs. Rouco down?”

Estrella Berrocal’s ears blushed slightly: “Have something else, it’s too salty and then you’ll have a dry mouth”.

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes looked deep into her and said, “After dinner, come with me somewhere.”

“What place?”

“Confidential.

Adán Rouco was a rare sellout and Estrella Berrocal’s curiosity was instantly aroused.

“So mysterious!”

…

When Adán Rouco leads Estrella Berrocal to the door of a haute couture bridal store, Estrella Berrocal freezes.

“Why did you bring me to the bridal store?”

“Choose a wedding dress”.

Three short and powerful words.

Adán Rouco helped Estrella Berrocal out of the car by unbuckling her seat belt and then entered the bridal store with his arm around her.

Estrella Berrocal did not expect Adán Rouco to suddenly take her to the bridal store to choose her wedding dress.

The sales clerk was very enthusiastic: “Mr. Adán, Mrs. Rouco, what style do you like? We can recommend it to you.

Adán Rouco looked at her tenderly and asked gently, “What do you like?”

Estrella Berrocal blushed slightly, thought for a moment and said, “A simpler style.”

“Well, Mrs. Rouco, do you see how this is going?”

“It’s very nice.”

“Mrs. Rouco, why don’t you go and try it on?”

Estrella Berrocal followed the sales clerk to the fitting room, the wedding dress was difficult to put on and after half a day, the sales clerk went to knock on the door and asked, “Mrs. Rouco, why don’t I come in to help you?”

“Oh, good.”

The sales clerk was about to enter the fitting room when Adán Rouco approached on his long legs and made a silent gesture with his index finger.

The saleswoman froze, then smiled ambiguously and walked away.

Adán Rouco walked straight into the fitting room and closed the door.

Estrella Berrocal, with her back to him, was reaching out to fasten the straps that were tightening her back and could not get them tight enough.

Without making a sound, Adán Rouco reached out his hand and tied it directly.

The coolness of her fingertips glided over the muscles of Estrella Berrocal’s back. She thought it was the sales clerk: “Don’t tie it too tightly”.

“Hmm.”

The man’s voice, which emits a single syllable.

Estrella Berrocal leaned back, only to see the handsome face of Adán Rouco with a wry smile.

“How did you get in here?”

Crimson, rising rapidly across the face.

“Did Mr. Adán personally attend to Mrs. Rouco and was she not satisfied?”

Estrella Berrocal, shy, pushes him out.

The two men had just left when a fitting room next door also opened.

Estrella Berrocal and Clementina Orihuela, also dressed as brides, looked in the mirror.

“Estrella Berrocal?”

Clementina Orihuela turned her head towards Adán Rouco and Estrella Berrocal: “It’s quite a rivalry, I didn’t expect to meet you here”.

Clementina Orihuela approached Adán Rouco with her head held high and said, “Jerold Rouco, have you forgotten that you are having an engagement party with me? What do you mean by bringing this woman here to try on wedding dresses?”

Adam Rouco’s gaze was cold and sharp, “Miss Clementina, I am Adam Rouco, not Jerold Rouco, and by the way, our engagement party, it doesn’t count.”

Adán Rouco reached out, pulled Estrella Berrocal into his arms from behind and spoke in a resounding voice: “I only have one wife, and she is Estrella Berrocal. ”

Estrella Berrocal, however, looked fondly at Adán Rouco and leaned into his arms.

Clementina Orihuela glared at them and said through clenched teeth: “Jerold Rouco will appear again!

When Clementina Orihuela turned to leave in anger, Adán Rouco shouted, “Wait!

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Adán Rouco approached her, suddenly reached out and yanked the necklace off her neck with a jerk.

“You!”

The platinum man’s ring in the necklace was given to her by Estrella Berrocal as a wedding ring.

“This ring, I believe, should be returned to its rightful owner.”

Clementina Orihuela’s face turned red and white with anger: “You’re tough!”.

Estrella Berrocal looked at Clementina Orihuela’s back as she walked away and frowned, “Clementina Orihuela wouldn’t happen to have a crush on Jerold Rouco, would she?”

“Even if she loved Jerold Rouco to death, Jerold Rouco would never love her.”

“Why?”

“Jerold Rouco, a heartless man, wants more than love, power and dominion over this body of mine.”

Estrella Berrocal couldn’t help but worry: “If he shows up again, I don’t quite know how I’m going to deal with him and what I’m going to call him.”

Adán Rouco put the ring on her hand, extended his left hand and said: “Put it on me”.

Estrella Berrocal’s lips curved as she slipped the simple platinum ring back on her slender ring finger, “In the future, you will not give this ring to another woman.”

After trying on her wedding dress, Estrella Berrocal left the fitting room to change.

The sales clerk smiled and asked, “What did Mrs. Rouco think of the one before?”.

Adán Rouco just wanted to bring her to try it on, and as for the wedding dress, surely you can’t buy one so randomly, you have to tailor it to make it look different, of course.

Estrella Berrocal didn’t feel like buying either, but it occurred to Adán Rouco that he could buy a few again.

“Swipe your card.”

Estrella Berrocal tugged at him: “Why are you buying that wedding dress again? We don’t have a wedding right now”.

Adán Rouco whispered in his ear: “Put it on for me”.

Estrella Berrocal blushed a little.

Adán Rouco swiped his card when a clerk suddenly shouted: “Mrs. Rouco … you … you … ”

Estrella Berrocal turned around: “What’s wrong?”.

“You have … blood in your legs ….”

Adán Rouco’s eyes sank and he looked down, only to see that Estrella Berrocal’s pants were stained with bright red blood.

It was then that Estrella Berrocal felt it, her stomach hurt, and Adán Rouco, realizing the cause of the bleeding, took Estrella Berrocal in his arms and left the bridal store.

On the way, Adán Rouco drove the car as fast as he could.

Estrella Berrocal curled up in the passenger seat, clutching her stomach: “Adán, it hurts a little, do you think something will happen to the baby?

“It won’t be, we’ll be in the hospital soon!”

Upon her arrival at the hospital, Estrella Berrocal was taken in a wheelchair to the operating room.

About half an hour later, the doctor came out of the operating room and said, “Mr. Adam, Mrs. Rouco’s bleeding has stopped, but it will be difficult to keep this baby, there will probably be signs of bleeding again, and, now Mrs. Rouco’s progesterone is too low, even if it is preserved for a while, it is difficult to guarantee …”

The doctor’s voice stopped and he lowered his glasses, with some difficulty in speaking.

Adán Rouco pursed his lips and said: “If you have something to say, say it”.

“As long as the months are young and the baby is not yet formed, I think it is better to abort this baby while it is young, so that it will be less harmful to the adults, and Mr. Adam and Mrs. Rouco are still young enough that they can wait for Mrs. Rouco to get her health in order before having the baby.”

Adán Rouco’s heart trembled: “This child, what are the chances of keeping him?

“Twenty percent, not very good, Mrs. Rouco has had several signs of prematurity. Signs of miscarriage now.”

Adán Rouco gritted his teeth, the lump in his throat slipped, his gaze hid, and he said, “I’m going in to see her first.”

“Okay, you guys happen to be discussing it.”

After Adán Rouco entered the room, Estrella Berrocal moved to get up.

“Don’t move.”

Adán Rouco held her shoulders and sat down next to her.

Estrella Berrocal asked worriedly, “Adán, what did the doctor say?”.

Adán Rouco looked at the sleeve he had just rolled up for the injection and had not yet rolled it down; his skin was white and his cuticles so thin that normally a pinch or a kiss would easily leave marks, and at the moment the skin was bruised where the contraceptive injection had been given.

Adán Rouco gently pulled down her sleeve, looked deep into her eyes and opened his mouth: “Estrella, we don’t want this child, OK?

Estrella Berrocal’s watery eyes trembled and her eyes instantly reddened: “Why, why not?”.

“Your health is so bad now that you may not be able to have this baby. Instead of being afraid, we should have another one later when your health has toned up.”

“I don’t … It’s been in my belly for more than three months and I’m not giving up, I’d rather try than give up…”

The tears, which were escaping from her eyes, choked Estrella Berrocal as Adán Rouco pressed his forehead against hers and said in a deep, soothing voice, “You may need many injections and medicines to keep this child, and all the pain you have suffered may not be preserved in the end. We don’t want this baby.”

“Adán Rouco … how can you do this … he is also your son…”

“But I care more about your health.”

Estrella Berrocal, with nowhere to vent her emotions, rested on his shoulder with a clenched fist and snorted: “Why don’t you let me try it … I’m willing to put up with the injections and medication … as long as I can keep it … Adam … let’s not give it up can we?”

But Adán Rouco was adamant, stroking her hair and saying, “Estrella, compórtate”.

“No… I promise I’ll be very careful and attentive from now on! I won’t let any more accidents happen to me! We can definitely keep him! Adam… please… let’s not give up ok…”