Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Estrella Berrocal and Adán Rouco were soaking wet and when they got into the car, Adán Rouco hesitated to drive, his dark eyes calmly looking at the small woman on the passenger side who had red eyes and a slightly white face, and he opened his voice quietly, “You drive.”

Estrella Berrocal frowned, at this point did he still want her to be his driver?

“Adán Rouco …”

Before she could say no, the man’s frown tightened and he hung up his dislocated right arm, “I hurt my hand, if you don’t want to follow me in an accident, come drive.”

Estrella Berrocal gave him an indignant look before opening the door and getting out of the car, exchanging places with Adán Rouco.

Along the way, the rain stopped, and the night sky was clear and crisp as it washed over the entire northern city.

But Estrella Berrocal was in no mood to enjoy the evening.

He drove to La Villa Rouco.

However, I had no intention of following him to La Villa Rouco.

After tonight, she and Adán Rouco would never be the same.

She pursed her lips and looked away, her little face cold.

Adam Rouco fought the sharp pain in his shoulder blade, dark eyes fixed on her, and finally ordered, “Go to La Villa Berrocal.”

Estrella Berrocal obviously ignored her: “Mr. Adam, we have nothing to do now, what do you mean by going to my house? I’ll take a cab home after I drop you off”.

Adán Rouco scolded her with an irritated frown: “Be Berrocal!”.

Estrella Berrocal did not react at all, he should have expected this attitude from her when he had left her alone in the civil service today to get rid of!

Adam Rouco pursed his lips and said coldly, “I hurt my arm and going back to La Villa Rouco now will only make everyone in the family think I hurt myself because of you, is that how you want to be misunderstood?”

Estrella Berrocal frowned in disgust and hit the steering wheel, changing direction and driving towards La Villa Berrocal.

It was clear that he did not want to invite that kind of trouble.

After a long drive, Adán Rouco, cold sweat dripping from his sore forehead, lay on the passenger side with his dark eyes closed, thin lips pale and face haggard to the core.

Estrella Berrocal saw him out of the corner of her eye and her heart skipped a beat.

It looked like he had a badly injured arm.

How else could he be so pale?

The car was silent, and the only sounds to be heard were Adán Rouco’s breathing, a little heavier than usual, as if in pain, and the wind whistling through the window.

Estrella Berrocal remained silent for a long time, but finally could not resist saying in a cold voice: “Shall I take you to the hospital?”.

The man in the passenger seat slowly opened his dark eyes and stared at him with a grim look, his voice icy, “I think you want me to die in pain, I’m fine, I’m not going.”

Where was the coldness in her appearance that remotely bothered him?

Estrella Berrocal was not only angry, but she also had a deep misunderstanding of Adán Rouco at that moment, and she was not going to lick his face and beg him to go to the hospital.

All he could think was: it hurts!

Why would she feel sorry for him if he left her alone at the registry office and ran off to a hotel to find a room with another woman?

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Upon arriving at La Villa Berrocal, Estrella Berrocal got out of the car and saw that the front of the car was slightly deflated and had many scratches on the side, as if it had been hit by a car.

Estrella Berrocal was perplexed, but in the state they were in she could not ask him about such things.

He got out of the car and drove to the villa.

Adán Rouco, sitting in the passenger seat, waited for Estrella Berrocal to enter the house, gritting his teeth and sighing in relief, with the back of his neck resting on the seat, and cold sweat dripping from the corners of his forehead to his ears and chin.

He raised his left hand, opened the passenger door and stepped out of the car with slow movements.

As he entered La Villa Berrocal, he tried to raise his right arm, but when he did, he realized that it appeared to have really broken.

…

When Estrella Berrocal went up to the second floor to take a shower, she was surprised that Adán Rouco had not followed her, so she looked out the patio window and saw that he was holding his right arm with his left hand, as if he was really badly hurt, and that he was walking more slowly than usual.

Deep in his heart, he worried.

But, come to think of it, her injury was her business, what did she have to do with it?

He had never officially acknowledged their relationship, and today he had left her at the registry office to have an affair with another woman. She had waited for him in front of the registry office all day and laughed at him.

Estrella Berrocal grabbed her clean pajamas, turned around and went straight to the bathroom.

As she entered the bathroom, the hot water from the shower ran through her mind and she had frequent images of Adán Rouco making love to other women.

He shook his head, trying to control his thoughts, but in his ears still echoed the lovely, penetrating voice of the woman who had answered his phone this morning, “Mr. Adam.”

“Of course Sister Adam is in a hurry to leave! Because Sr. Adam was in a hurry to come make love to me!”.

Estrella Berrocal was sitting in the bathtub, with her hands clasped over her ears, but tears could not help but well up in her eyes …

Estrella Berrocal had been in the bathtub for more than an hour and the skin on her fingers was wrinkled.

Not only was she bathing, but she was trying to calm down.

When he came out of the bathroom in his pajamas, there was no trace of the person of Adán Rouco.

Adán Rouco should have gone home.

When he went downstairs to get water, he saw Adán Rouco sitting on the stairs, half dead, his face, in the gloom, frighteningly white.

Estrella Berrocal’s watery eyes fluttered and she hurried down the stairs, “Adán Rouco!”.

She ran to him and knelt down, reaching out to caress his beautiful face covered in cold sweat, “Adam Rouco, wake up! What’s wrong with you?”

The man slowly opened his dark eyes and stared at her, his voice hoarse as a whisper, “Are you worried about me?”

When she woke up, Estrella Berrocal exhaled loudly, “I’m not worried about you, I’m just afraid you’ll die in my house and I’ll be held legally responsible!”

But hearing her say that, instead of getting angry, the man’s pale lips curved softly.

When Estrella Berrocal saw that he was still smiling, she didn’t know whether she should be angry or frustrated, so she frowned and said coldly, “I’m going to call an ambulance!”

Ten minutes later, Estrella Berrocal followed Adán Rouco to the hospital.

When the ambulance arrived, Adán Rouco had fainted.

Estrella Berrocal asked worriedly, “Doctor, how are you?”.

“We don’t know the details yet, we will know when the hospital does the tests on him, but his right arm is broken and needs to be operated on and bandaged immediately when he goes to the hospital.”

The doctor again pulled out his short hair and felt a handful of sticky blood, the doctor frowned, “How come there is also a head wound? How exactly did the patient’s injury occur?”.

Estrella Berrocal was stunned, her heart fluttering as she recalled the damage to the front of the Spyker.

It couldn’t be … a car accident, could it?

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