Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

Lucila didn’t take the bait, threw a pillow at him and left him alone.

In the back, Neto dawdled and got into bed anyway.

The weather was really cool and Lucila could not let him sleep on the floor.

…

The next day was Saturday.

However, after breakfast, the Barreda’s left without knowing what they were up to.

Lucila was not interested in asking more than that.

Inocencio came down from upstairs, looked in Neto’s direction and said: “Neto, I’m going to the army for a while, the old man has to buy some things, follow me on the road and bring them.

“Hmm.” Neto didn’t refuse and took Lucila’s hand to leave.

Inocencio looked at Lucila: “Miss Floria will stay at home”.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

A very strong and unquestionable tone.

Lucila looked at Neto.

Neto’s brow furrowed and his face sank slightly.

Naturally, he knew that Innocent would call him and that the old man would then talk to Lucila.

The old man, who had fought on the battlefield as a young man and held high office for many years before retiring a few years ago, had a strong temper and a great deal of swagger, and wanted to address Lucila, who was no match for him.

He hesitated for only two seconds before trying to refuse, only to be pushed back by Lucila.

He turned in disbelief and saw Lucila’s face full of smiles.

He nudged him again: “Come on, Uncle Pastrano is calling you, don’t make him wait”.

Neto wanted to say something, but in front of so many people, he had something to say.

Lucila shook his hand and immediately let go again, wanting to reassure him that she was not afraid.

Suddenly the old man’s voice came from the stairs, “Why do you dawdle? You’ve grown up, you’ve stiffened your wings, go to your father and bring me something, and don’t bother!”

Although he is in his sixties, the old man is in good spirits and speaks in a voice so loud that it startles the unsuspecting Lucila.

When Conrado said this, Neto could say no more and followed Inocencio with one step and three steps.

Conrado looked at him and pointed his cane at him: “Neto, you can’t do that for a woman! I’m going to cut her up and eat her.

Neto thought to himself: “Well, that’s it!

That is what worried him.

Lucila felt that if she were Conrado, she would have to be angry too.

He gave Neto a wink and told him to get going, and gave him a reassuring nod to make a phone call before Neto left in peace.

Only when the two fathers, Neto and Inocencio, left did Conrado go downstairs.

Seeing this, Lucila rushed to help him.

Raising his hand, Conrad avoided Lucila’s: “Help for what? Do I look too old to walk any more?

“…” Lucila quietly withdrew her hand.

Even Neto had told him that Conrado had a rather strange character.

After all, Conrad was a great man when he was young, and now that he is older and more idle, he can’t help but feel a little restless, and so he wants to take things into his own hands, establish his own prestige and presence.

Lucila climbed up the pole and said with a smile: “No, you seem to be in a good mood”.

Conrad grunted: “You don’t have to tell lies to please me, I have a lot of health problems, otherwise why would they have a crutch for me!

Lucila: “…”

She seemed to understand a little bit why Neto had been such a bitch when she met him, and the words that came out of his mouth could kill a man alive.

It turns out that everything was inherited from his grandfather’s generation.

Lucila sighs, she doesn’t know what to say anymore, it seems that whatever she says, Conrado won’t like it.

Conrad walked with his crutches to the sofa and sat down, then looked at Lucila: “Say something! Why don’t you say something? You’re just like my grandchildren, every time I tell them something, they don’t dare answer me!

Lucila whispered, “They’re supposed to be your grandchildren”. Goosebumps are as they should be.

Conrad did not hear what he said and exclaimed, “What did you say? Speak!”

Lucila’s little heart fluttered at his roar, and then she shouted along with him: “A grandchild is supposed to be a wimp!

Conrado’s face became serious: “How dare you follow my grandson to the Pastrano family!

Lucila lowered her eyebrows and eyes with a genuine look: “Of course I was afraid too, but it was because Neto was willing to take me back to the Pastrano family that I couldn’t back out and let him down.

When he finished, he looked at Conrado.

The people of the Pastrano family are so cunning that Lucila’s little cunning is obviously useless and she has to tell the truth.

She didn’t look up, but she could feel the old man staring at her the whole time.

I was evaluating it.

After a while, the old man sighed: “It’s a bit worse looking.

Lucila touched her face, it looked bad…

The brothers of the Pastrano family are all excellent looking, but I didn’t expect the old man to be a face painter.

She admitted that Neto did look a little better than her in terms of appearance.

But she was a class act even when she was growing up!

“Compared to Neto, I’m a bit better looking”. Lucila laughingly agreed.

The old man is a bit eccentric and she can’t contradict him, just go along with him.

Then, Conrado’s next comment left Lucila laughing.

“In the Pastrano family we are not just any family, not just anyone can enter”. Conrado saw Lucila’s face change slightly and continued: “I can see that you don’t have a bad character and Neto likes you a lot, I’m not that unenlightened, you can be together, I won’t stop you, but there is one condition, he can’t marry you”.

Lucila’s face was white and speechless.

The meaning of the old man’s words was clear to her.

They would not stop her from being with Neto, but they would not let Neto marry her, they would only let Neto keep her as a mistress. They would only let Neto keep her as a lover.

Such conversations are even more shameful than not allowing her to be with Neto.

Suddenly Conrado looked behind her and said: “Didn’t you go to a friend’s wedding with Barreda? Why did you come back alone?

Lucila turned her head and saw a well-groomed Julio standing silently a short distance away, and wondered when he had returned.

Julio smiled and came over: “I’m a bit unwell, so I’ve come back early.

“You left Barreda there alone, how did you get him back from all that drinking?” Conrado’s words were steeped in reproach.

A strange sense of balance boiled up inside Lucila; even if Conrado didn’t like her, she didn’t see much of a liking for Julio either.

Julio hung his head with an angry expression, not daring to say anything: “I’m a bit sick, that’s why I came back early.

Conrad seemed to grow impatient with her gaze and waved his hand: “Then go and rest, what are you standing here for!