Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Rouco group, inside the president’s office.

Santino knocked on the door from outside in a hurry.

Adam Rouco probably guessed what it was about and said, “All checked out?”.

“I got it, it’s all Severo Laris’ information for the last seven years, and some of the lady’s life in the United States. But it’s been a long time to find some specific reasons and details.”

Adam Rouco took the information and reviewed it for almost an hour.

An hour later, he sat in his office chair, silent.

Santino stood to the side and could sense the gravity of the situation.

In the course of his investigation into this matter, he learned that Miss Paulita was suffering from severe depression.

Seven years later, Severo Laris is getting better, stronger and more relaxed.

And his Adam Rouco’s daughter, who was a delicate rose with dew, wilted and withered for seven years.

He didn’t care about any Severo Laris, he only cared about Paulita’s illness.

Santino said, “Boss, Severo Laris and Mademoiselle returned to the country at about the same time, and during this period, they were in intense contact, and in public, they were photographed in many photos together.”

But those group photos, Santino did not give to Adam Rouco.

Adam Rouco would not want to see those photos.

Adam Rouco’s eyes darkened, his throat slipped, and he asked, “Where is Severo Laris now?”

“Yesterday he was in La Ciudad Santa, but now the man must be in Imperial, the MO group is entering the national market, one branch is in La Ciudad Santa and another in Imperial, and with Severo Laris’ recent trip, he has been flying both ways.”

Adam Rouco clenched his fist, smacked his forehead and closed his eyes, distracted and, more than anything else, worried about Paulita.

He thought Paulita had just matured and was no longer as mischievous as before, but he never imagined that his lively and cheerful daughter would suffer from depression and have slashed her veins to kill herself four years ago.

He really deserved to die for being such a careless father.

Santino didn’t know what to say, he just said comfortingly, “Boss, you shouldn’t worry too much, the lady is already back in The Holy City, which is a good thing, the lady was in Philadelphia before, too far away from all of you to take care of her. Now that she’s back, if anything happens, she has BOSS to back her up.”

Adam Rouco stood up and said, “I’m going home first, the afternoon meeting has been postponed and I may need some time for personal business in the next few days.”

“Well, don’t worry boss, I’ll keep an eye on the company.”

Adam Rouco nodded slightly, grabbed his car keys and left the office.

After reaching the subway parking lot and sitting in the car seat, Adam Rouco calmed his long-suffering mood.

It was then that they started the car and drove away.

…

La Villa Rouco.

Paulita and Lucio were sitting on the porch eating an ice cream when Adam Rouco returned.

Roberto Rouco sits in the shade of the veranda, holding a folding fan and laughing with his granddaughter and grandson.

The Holy City is too hot in summer.

Adam Rouco parked his car and sat inside, looking at Paulita not far away, with a slight lump in his throat.

Four years ago, Paulita slit her wrists, and if she hadn’t been revived in time, he, Adam Rouco, would not be without his daughter now.

He had always thought that he had given Paulita 100% of his father’s love, he had given her excellent conditions, a superior education and a spiritual upbringing, he wanted her to grow up happy and fly in the sky without restrictions, but to his surprise, she had broken her wings in the process of flying, and he, as a father, was an afterthought.

Adam Rouco raised his hand, covered his eyes and then squeezed his temples tightly.

He did a long mental build-up before getting out of the car.

A warm smile was already on Adam Rouco’s face as he walked from the courtyard to this side of the promenade.

Lucio Rouco wondered, “Papa, what were you doing in the car?”

“I’ve been looking for a magazine in the car for half a day. Aren’t you gentlemen afraid of getting sunstroke if you don’t come in and sit here?”

Roberto Rouco smiles and says, “It’s always cold in the house and it’s a little uncomfortable to sit for long, so I asked the two young men to join me for a breeze, and it’s nice to have a cool breeze around here.”

Adam Rouco walked over to Paulita, reached out and touched her little head, smiled and asked, “Is the ice cream good?”

Paula Rouco was sitting on a stool, nibbling on an ice cream, nothing more than a child, when she looked at Adam Rouco, smiled with the corners of her lips and said, “It’s very tasty.”

Adam Rouco looked at his daughter’s innocent smile and his heart suddenly ached, but in appearance he smiled warmly, “I’ll ask someone to buy more for the fridge.”

Paula Rouco frowned, “Dad, I’m not a kid anymore, I hardly ever eat ice cream, and Lucio and I are the only ones in the house who eat it, so if you buy too much, you won’t be able to finish it until next summer.”

“It’s okay if you love it and it’s okay to waste it.”

Lucio Rouco nibbled on his ice cream and bumped his shoulder against Paula Rouco’s, “Sister, I’m humoring you. Don’t deny me the right to do so.”

Adam Rouco rubbed his son’s head briskly, “Brat, didn’t I hurt you?”

“Dad, I’m a stinky sweat, stop rubbing.” Lucio Rouco ducked his head.

Estrella Berrocal had a stony look on her face as soon as she saw Adam Rouco enter the room.

Estrella Berrocal asked, “Is there something wrong with the company? Why are you so pale?”

Adam Rouco looks through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the three grandchildren cooling off on the porch in front of the entrance and drags Estrella Berrocal into the side room of the villa.

Upon arriving in the side room and seeing Adam Rouco’s sullen face, Estrella Berrocal asked, “And Paulita, have you heard? Besides, what’s with that hot quest?”.

Adam Rouco looked at his wife and was silent for a moment.

Estrella Berrocal was anxious, “Say something.”

Adam Rouco stared at her and said, “Estrella, what I’m going to tell you may be hard for you to accept for a while, but this, don’t show your face in front of Paulita. ”

“What exactly is going on in…?” Estrella Berrocal couldn’t help smiling, vaguely thinking it was something big.

…

Half an hour later, Estrella Berrocal covered her mouth and burst into tears in the side room.

Adam Rouco reached out and took her in his arms, patting her gently and reassuringly, “Don’t cry, don’t let the children shock you.”

Estrella Berrocal choked back a sob with reddened eyes, “I thought she was just growing up and calming down, I never thought she would suffer from severe depression … Adam What are we going to do, what if she…. . . what if she can’t think clearly again?”

Adam Rouco reassured, “There has to be a way out, it’s not an incurable disease, it can be cured with patience.”

“How much blood must she have spilled when she cut her veins and how the hell did she get through it alone if we weren’t even with her at the time?”

“The most important thing now is that we find out the cause of her depression.”

Estrella Berrocal seems to have thought of something and looks at Adam Rouco and asks, “Could it be because of Severo Laris, who broke up with her seven years ago and who didn’t commit suicide after Paulita’s abortion?” …”

Adam Rouco said, “Paulita’s depression is at least 80% related to Severo Laris, she has lived more than 20 years without any setback, only with Severo Laris she has fallen, a big one, so Severo Laris is definitely Not a problem.”

Estrella Berrocal murmured hesitantly, “Can’t Paulita get over Severo Laris? But if it’s been seven years…”

“She may, in fact, be walking into a dead end.”

Estrella Berrocal grabbed Adam Rouco’s arm and asked, “Adam, would it have been a mistake for us to let Severo Laris and Paulita break up in the first place?”

“At the time we were trying to protect her, why did we think that letting her go was going to kill her too.”

“So, should we have an open and honest talk with Paulita?” asked Estrella Berrocal.

Adam Rouco dismissed it immediately, saying, “The fact that she never tells us these things means that she wants to hide them from us, she hides them so hard, it wouldn’t necessarily be good for us to go up and reveal her scars all at once, it might even irritate her, now we can only take care of her and watch her in secret.”

“But depression, you always have to treat it, how can it be cured without treatment?”. Estrella Berrocal was worried and anxious.

“This matter will wait until I meet with Severo Laris, who has been in contact with Paulita in the country for a long time, and I must know exactly what his relationship with my daughter is now.”

While the two were talking, Lucio Rouco walked by and suddenly saw his parents with a look of circumstance in the side room.

He knocked crookedly on the door, “Dad and Mom, what little secret are you hiding here to argue about?”

Adam Rouco scolded him with a scowl, “Go play with your own.”

Estrella Berrocal hurriedly turned her back on him and raised her hand to wipe away her tears in panic, trying desperately to hide her emotions.

Lucio Rouco scoffed, “Dad, are you bullying Mom?”

Estrella Berrocal pulled herself together and then turned and let out a laugh, “No.”

Lucio Rouco’s shrewd eyes looked back and forth at the two adults, “So it’s Dad’s company that’s going bankrupt and going under?”

Adam Rouco kicked upward with a long leg, “What is this nonsense, brat?”.

Lucio Rouco, that bastard, ran off with his tail between his legs.

Estrella Berrocal bit her lip, looked stoically at Adam Rouco and said sourly, “Adam, I’m afraid…. I’m afraid to show my face in front of the children.”

Adam Rouco stroked his face and said, “Even if it really comes out, it’s too late for the newspaper to cover the fire, give me a little more time, I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry, I will take care of this family, even if the sky falls.”

Adam Rouco takes Estrella Berrocal in his arms and caresses her gently.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

…

Imperial, in a coffee with a quiet atmosphere.

A man and a woman sit in a hidden corner.

The woman was in her thirties, carrying a limited edition Hermes bag and had a decent, spirited demeanor.

Severo Laris examines the woman’s purse, smiles slightly, behaves gracefully, opens his phone, takes a picture and brings it to Ms. Carda.

“Mrs. Carda, the purse you are carrying now, Mr. Carda gave an identical purse to another woman, last week.”

Ms. Carda glanced at her cell phone, which showed a picture of a man with his arm around a woman’s slender waist, walking in and out of the Hermes counter at the Centurion department store.

The man in the picture, she would recognize him even if he was ash!

Mrs. Carda gritted her teeth, looked at the photo and burst out, “This dead man doesn’t want to live? How dare he use family money to keep a whore out? I’m not his wife if I don’t kill them.”

Severo Laris heard the woman’s excited and angry voice, her face as indifferent as ever, and said, “Mrs. Carda, this woman in the photo, her name is Buena, she used to work as an interpreter for Mr. Carda. It’s easy for you to find her.”

“Bitch! So it was a job opportunity to hook up with my husband! Let’s see if I don’t rip her face off when I find her!”

A rant.

After venting, Mrs. Carda realized she had been a bit rude, after all, the other party was in an honorable position.

Mrs. Carda looked gratefully at Severo Laris and said, “Professor Laris, I really have to thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would still be clueless, and if this bitch gets pregnant and threatens me with the baby in her belly, it will be even worse!”

Severo Laris smiled slightly, with a wise and stern gleam in his eyes, “No need.”