Deep love: insatiable lover

-Are you getting a divorce? -Dylan asked.

“Why, I forgot this man was there.”

Vanessa was so irritated that she ignored Dylan’s existence altogether.

“Well, that’s OK, because if I don’t divorce, my parents would die of anger.”

-I told him several times, but because Orlando wouldn’t accept it and I was worried about my parents’ health, I put up with it so much. But I’m not going to be with him anymore.

-The Moya family will not accept a divorce.

-I will sue him directly for the trial, as Orlando’s evidence of treason flies everywhere, I am confident that I will be able to divorce him successfully!

Dylan liked Vanessa’s self-confidence, but his wildcat had thought it too simple, because if Orlando didn’t want a divorce, the divorce wouldn’t succeed anyway.

Mainly, Gerardo wouldn’t let that happen, because that hypocrite cared enough about the Moya family’s reputation.

Ha!

Vanessa was deep in thought and either didn’t notice Dylan’s teasing or didn’t care.

-It’s getting late, I have to go back. Go home and don’t come here any more,” said Vanessa and stood up.

Dylan didn’t refute her, he was simply looking at her wearing a smile on his face.

For some reason, Vanessa felt uncomfortable meeting his gaze. Then she coughed to hide her embarrassment and looked away erratically.

-I’m leaving now,” said Vanessa and ran away.

Dylan laughed as he watched her run away.

“This wild kitty seems to be shy. Well, then, maybe she has feelings for me. Maybe I can wait for that day?”

***Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Vanessa stood outside the room and her heart was beating uncontrollably fast. She frowned as she covered her heart with her hand.

“It’s not Dylan, is it? It can’t be! We’re having an affair on the sly and he’s Orlando’s uncle on top of it.”

Just as Vanessa was trying to convince herself, the door opened from the inside.

-Vanessa, why don’t you come in? What’s the matter, is your face too flushed? Do you have a fever? -Mercedes said worriedly and touched Vanessa’s forehead.

-Nothing, it’s because of the heat, I was walking too fast.

-Come on, what are you doing in such a hurry? -Mercedes said anxiously and gave her daughter a hug. Go back and get a good night’s rest, I’ll accompany daddy to the hospital.

-No, I will stay. You are not well, and you must have a good night’s rest.

-I’m fine, go home, okay?

-No.

-I’ll call Samara to come to the hospital and stay with me tonight,” Mercedes agreed.

-Okay.

Samara Ocasa had been working in the Cazalla family for more than ten years, she was the most reliable and caring person, so Vanessa would be reassured if she came to take care of her parents.

-Then I’ll wait for Samara to come, she can just bring you change of clothes and things like that.

Mercedes did not object this time and while waiting for Samara to arrive, Philip unexpectedly regained consciousness and woke up.

-Dad! -Vanessa cried with joy, grabbing Philip’s arm.

-I’m sorry, my child, for leaving you so worried,” Philip spoke slowly, but his words were very clear.

-Nothing, I’m fine, Dad. We’re glad you’re awake and well,” Vanessa cried and shook her head, like a child.

Philip patted his daughter’s hand to reassure her and looked back at Mercedes, who had tears in her eyes, and they smiled at each other. Then Mercedes also took his hand stealthily.

-I am very sorry to have troubled you.

He was supposed to protect his family, but he didn’t expect the mother and daughter to have to worry about him.

Vanessa cried and shook her head as if to say that it would be nothing as long as he was well.

After Philip woke up, the heavy atmosphere faded and when they were calmer, Vanessa brought the lunch box, which had hot, steaming soup that smelled like vegetable medicine.

-Dad, you can drink some soup, it’s good for recovery.

They both helped Felipe up and let him lean back against the pillow. Mercedes spooned him his soup and Vanessa watched him from the side, keeping her smile on her face.

Soon, Samara arrived and took over the care. Then Felipe and Mercedes hurried Vanessa home.

***

-Why are you still here? -asked Vanessa, because she had thought Dylan would have left by now.

-I’ll take you home,” Dylan stepped forward and took her hand.

Vanessa looked at the joined hands, but did not resist as usual.

“It’s because he’s accompanied me, he’s helped me and he’s taking me home. Well, that’s all, it’s not for anything else.”

For the first half of the walk, they didn’t talk and then Vanessa fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already midnight and Vanessa was surprised to see that she was covered in a jacket that smelled of Dylan’s perfume.

After a while, Vanessa reacted and saw that Dylan was not inside, but that there was a tall, attractive figure leaning against the car.

Then he came closer as if he had noticed Vanessa’s gaze and looked straight at her, so that Vanessa felt that she was pierced by Dylan’s sharp gaze. She stared at him until he came to the window.

-Have you woken up?

-What time is it? Why don’t you wake me up?

They were in the garden of the Villa Cazalla and it was only a few steps to the living room, but Dylan had let her sleep in the car.

-You were too beautiful when you were sleeping and I was not able to wake you up.

Vanessa gave him the evil eye at his praise, then took off her jacket and got out of the car.

-I’m going to rest, so go home too.

-Are you going to the hospital or to the company tomorrow?

-First to the hospital and then to the company,” Vanessa answered without thinking and then realised that she was too obedient in her response.

Vanessa gave Dylan an angry look, but he smiled and kissed her softly before getting into the car.

It was such a soft kiss, it felt like touching water, but Vanessa’s heart was beating uncontrollably.

“Why do I feel that his kiss is tender?”

Vanessa smiled bitterly and turned away.

The next day, Vanessa was not at all surprised to see Dylan outside the hospital door.

-You don’t have to be so early to bring me breakfast especially, Samara will buy it for my parents.

-Come on, hurry up and take it to them. Don’t you have to go to work?