Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Estrella Berrocal was taken by Adán Rouco directly to the living room of the president’s office.

Adán Rouco threw the woman over his shoulders straight onto the large, fluffy bed in the living room, Estrella Berrocal stood up and was about to run out when the man kicked the living room door shut, grabbing her arm and pulling her back in.

“Stay there if you don’t want to keep climbing the stairs.”

I’d rather go upstairs than share a room with him, okay?

Estrella Berrocal unconsciously leaned back on the bed behind her and looked at him suspiciously.

Adam Rouco’s hand stilled, as if he understood what she feared, and with pursed lips he began coldly, “Don’t worry, I’m not interested in invalids.”

An invalid one?

How could she have become an invalid if it weren’t for him? How dare she say that?

Estrella Berrocal opened her hand: “What the hell did you want to bring me here for? I have work to do, so if Mr. Adam has nothing else to do, I’m leaving now!”

“Estrella Berrocal, your temper has a limit with me.”

The man’s dark, silent eyes stared at her.

Estrella Berrocal laughed mockingly, “I’m not having a tantrum with you, you’re covering up Olivia Montes’ kidnapping, this isn’t over.”

At these words, she got up to leave again, and Adam Rouco, with impatience on his forehead, lured her back to the bed. “If you don’t behave yourself, I don’t guarantee I’ll do anything out of the ordinary.”

Extravagant?

Wasn’t what he had done to her last night something out of the ordinary?

“Hmph, what, you want to force me again?”

The word “force” was so harsh that it raised a layer of anger in the man’s eyes, but he restrained his temper and sneered, “Look at you, do you really want me to force you again?”

“Pervert!”

She raised her hand, and was about to slap him in total annoyance, when Adam Rouco stopped her in mid-air, the man took her slender wrist and slowly brought it closer to his hand, his gaze was calm as water, she was evidently still angry, but it made her lose her temper. ”

After Adán Rouco left, Estrella Berrocal lay in bed, extremely tired, mumbling in her mind that he had told her not to go, so why didn’t she?

…

Adán Rouco, who had left the room, instructed Santino Yepes: “Go to the pharmacy and buy some ointment”.

Santino Yepes didn’t answer for a moment, “Ah, boss, did you hurt yourself somewhere? What kind of ointment?”

“Scrubbing ointment.”

Santino Yepes said “Ah”, still confused, and when he reached the office door, Adán Rouco frowned and reminded him again: “For women”.

Santino Yepes understood immediately and nodded several times, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

So Estrella Berrocal had not fainted in the morning in the stairwell because she was tired from climbing the stairs, but because of BOSS.

…

60th floor, creative department.

Olivia Montes thought Estrella Berrocal was suffering from climbing the stairs when her assistant Anna came in and reported, “Director, that Estrella Berrocal was taken to the office by the president some time ago, and the information was not sent to the twentieth floor.”Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Olivia Montes’ almond-shaped eyes narrowed, “He’s absent from work, so he’ll be marked absent.”

Even if Adam had defended her in the last contract, if she was caught red-handed one after the other, Adam would no longer have the face to defend her, would he?

But Estrella Berrocal, sooner or later, would be a problem and a threat to her, and she would have to get rid of her as soon as possible.

The last time he had sent someone to kidnap Estrella Berrocal, he had failed, and if anything happened to Estrella Berrocal again at this juncture, Adam would be the first to suspect her, he had to find a knife, and he already had a suitable candidate for that knife.

“Ana, I asked you to invite Miss Irene to dinner for me tonight, have you made the appointment?”.

“The appointment is made, I have sent you the address of the restaurant.”

Olivia Montes’ red lips curved slightly, “Okay, you come out.”

…

Adán Rouco finished his meeting and returned to his office. When he pushed open the door to the living room, he found Estrella Berrocal still asleep.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her silently.

That woman, who had behaved so well when she slept, woke up like a little lion, her teeth and claws ready to burst.

You helped Olivia Montes hide her kidnapping, and you’re so worried?

The man reached up and gently caressed her soft face, brushing her hair away from her ears, his movements gentle but still waking her up.

Estrella Berrocal woke up and saw Adán Rouco sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her, his eyes were softer than usual and she felt uncomfortable for a moment, getting up under the covers, her ears burning. “No, you went to a meeting?”

“It’s over.”

Adán Rouco had an ointment in his hand and leaned toward her, asking in a low voice, “Does it still hurt?”

“Huh?”

His sudden concern made his mind go blank, only to hear Adán Rouco ask again in a serious voice, “I mean, does it still hurt down there?”

“…”

She knew that the second part of the question would not be listenable at all.

But his ascetic, noble handsome face, when asked such an awkward question, was surprisingly not half as defiant and evasive as it should be, blunt as hell.

The man’s long, beautiful fingers unwrapped the ointment, and after glancing at the instructions and cautions on the back, his dark eyes lifted and fixed on hers, “May I help you?”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal’s face was red and heated, “I’ll do it myself”.

The man looked at her reddened face and a hint of mockery crept into his eyes, Estrella Berrocal was a girl after all and she snatched the ointment from him, biting her lip and ducking her head, wishing she could dig a hole in the ground and bury herself.

It was so humiliating …

But this man, on the other hand, had no intention of leaving.

Was he going to see how the medicine was applied?

Estrella Berrocal’s head flashed across that image, the image was too … sharp and dripping with blood, “You, you go out first”.

Instead, the man grabbed her arm and pulled her to him, taking the ointment and staring at her with a burning gaze, dropping a meaningful, “You have to get used to this kind of thing sooner rather than later.”

…

This medication process was even more torturous than last night’s abuse …

When she finished grooming herself, pulling down her skirt with her hands one by one for fear of undressing, Adán Rouco intrigued launched another: “And me”.

“Hmm?”

She didn’t understand and the man repeated, “You have to get used to me first.”

“…”

If his brain was right, he meant …

Why did she have to get used to him? Did he think there was another chance to take advantage of her?

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