GETTING THE HEART OF THE CEO

Cecilia had heard the commotion and went out to see what was happening. When she noticed a woman holding Stefany with her cane in one hand, she accelerated her pace. Upon reaching them, she clung to the cane and with her free hand, she grasped Fabiana’s wrist forcefully.

“Respect my girl.”

“Let go of me! Lady, I don’t know who you are, but I am this ungrateful girl’s mother.”

“How can you call yourself a mother when you allow the impurities of your children to be harmed?”

“Who are you to judge me?”

“No! But anything related to Stefany concerns me. I won’t allow you to come to my house and mistreat her.”

Fabiana, upon hearing “my house,” realized that it was Stefany’s mother-in-law. She loosened her grip and let go.

“Nor do I. So, I would appreciate it if you disappeared from my wife’s life.”

Maximiliano was in his office when he was called by Marco to inform him that Stefany was arguing outside the mansion with a woman who claimed to be her mother.

“Excuse me, sir. Stefany is my daughter, she came to ask for her forgiveness, and she is mistreating me, not respecting that I am her mother.”

Stefany was still in shock at the audacity of this woman. When she tried to speak, she felt a hand clasping hers and, looking at that person, she received a look of affection that melted her heart, and she began to sob.

“Maximiliano! You know what to do. I’ll take your wife to her room; she’s waiting for you there.”

Stefany walked, holding Cecilia’s hand, toward the mansion.

“Daughter, I’m suffering. I’m your mom, don’t abandon me,” Fabiana started to scream, watching her daughter walk away.

Maximiliano’s eyes transformed into two balls of fire. With a demonized face, he shouted, “Lady! Nicely, I hope you don’t cross paths with my wife again. Otherwise, you will experience the worst of me. If you still have contact with the pig who harmed my Stefany, ask him how he’s doing in jail.”

“Did you reverse his release from jail?”

“Yes! And he received several ‘gifts’ from me. Now he is where he should have been from the beginning, with the worst criminals,” he glanced at his two bodyguards waiting for orders, “Take this trash out of here,” he turned his back and entered the house at a fast pace.

Fabiana was forcibly taken out of the mansion and thrown onto the street. She got up as best as she could, started to throw a tantrum, and left while saying, “Damn you a thousand times, Stefany. You ruined my life by sending Francisco to jail. If only you had stayed pleasing him, my life would be different. Now I understand why they denied his release from jail, and they don’t allow me to see him wherever they transferred him.”

As she complained about her failed reunion, she began to remember what her life was like with her daughter.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

From a young age, that girl obeyed her in everything. When her father died, Francisco arrived shortly afterward, and she didn’t hesitate to want to live with them. Later, she discovered that he was obsessed with Stefany. That man sustained her vices for drinking and indulged her whims. She pretended not to notice and didn’t give importance to her daughter’s suffering. After Stefany had a spontaneous abortion, her life fell apart. Her daughter escaped one night and didn’t return. Her husband was taken to jail, and she lived off what other men gave her for sleeping with her. She was getting old, and those who gave her money simply found a younger woman.

Her hope was Francisco, when they granted him parole. He had to serve a 15-year sentence, but he applied to reduce it for good behavior. Everything was set for his release, but a day before the judge signed his freedom, they rejected his request and sent him to a maximum-security prison. No one explained what happened, and Fabiana has tried to see him, but access has been denied.

One Saturday, by chance, she saw her daughter entering an amusement park. She followed her, took photos, and observed every move of the three people. They seemed like a united family, and that pleased her. When she saw them getting into a luxurious car, she thought, ‘Luck is back in my life again. I’m going to find you, and as your mother, you have to give me what I deserve.’

Through the photos, she investigated who the man with her daughter was. That’s how she ended up at her house, but she never imagined that Stefany wouldn’t let herself be manipulated and now faced the threat from her husband.

Maximiliano climbed the stairs in long strides, opened the door to his wife’s room without knocking, and saw her curled up hugging a pillow while her mother caressed her hair.

Cecilia, upon seeing him enter, whispered in Stefany’s ear, “My girl, I’ll leave you with my son; don’t push him away. He loves you.”

She left the room, giving her son a pat on the shoulder.

Maximiliano approached the bed slowly, lay down beside her, expecting her rejection. He stretched his strong arms and pulled her to his chest.

Feeling what he did, Stefany let herself go. Her emotions were in turmoil, and she needed that warmth she resisted for so long. She didn’t have the strength to fight against her heart and mind. She clung to that chest and sobbed for a long while.

He caressed her rebellious curls with one hand and gently grazed her back with the other. Several times, he saw her tense up, and his heart ached to see her in that state. He didn’t know what to do to erase that past from his wife’s mind. Now he understood why she acted that way towards him.

She lifted her head with her reddened eyes and stammered, “Forgive me because that woman came to your house?”

“Little one, this house is yours, and everything I have is yours.”

“I don’t understand why, after so many years, she comes to disturb me again.”

“I promise you that woman won’t appear in your life again, and that man won’t leave prison. Let me share your suffering with you. I’m here for you, Stefany.”

“Maxi, I’m a broken woman. I’m not the ideal woman for you. You’re a man who likes intimacy, and after that disgusting man violated me, and many things happened with him, my mind hasn’t let another man touch me.”