Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

“I stand before her now in the hope of saving my relationship with her, because of me, she is ill and I cannot stand idly by, I planted karma in her and it is up to me to undo it.”

Severo Laris’ voice is not soft, but powerful, determined and resolute.

Adam Rouco’s frown was full of coldness and if he had not been so well educated, he would have already thrown his fist in Severo Laris’ face.

Adam Rouco said aggressively, “What’s your method, do you keep scratching her heart and traumatizing her, or do you make her slit her wrists again?”

Severo Laris stood up, leaned toward Adam Rouco and bowed, “Mr. Adam, please give me another chance, this time I will fix her and give her to you again.”

The attitude is genuine, the tone respectful but not condescending.

Adam Rouco did not fail to hear the sincerity and determination in the other man’s words, “So, even if I intervene to take you away from my daughter, you won’t, will you?”

Severo Laris straightened up and said, “I’m sorry, I can’t do it.”

Adam Rouco gritted his teeth, jumped to his feet and threw a punch at Severo Laris’ face with a suddenly clenched fist.

Hitting a jab.

Severo Laris’ mouth instantly bled from the corners of his mouth.

But he had no intention of fighting back, he just calmly looked at Adam Rouco and said, “Mr. Adam, I would feel much better if you could relieve your hatred by giving me a few more punches.”

Adam Rouco grabbed Severo Laris by the collar of his shirt, cupped his fist and swung upward with a swinging punch, but stopped short next to Severo Laris’ cheek.

“Severo Laris, if hitting you cures Paulita of her depression, I don’t mind beating you to death.”

Adam Rouco, at last a man of calm restraint, clenched his fist and drew it back angrily.

The fists, vaguely trembling, are furious and anxious.

Severo Laris lumped his throat and spoke solemnly, “Senor Adan, please seriously consider allowing me to intervene in lita’s treatment, I now share your goal, I just want lita to get better quickly and I am willing to open her heart if I am the one to do it.”

Adam Rouco closed his eyes, annoyed to the core, as he scrutinized Severo Laris in front of him.

“Don’t forget that even after seven years, your father, is still the same kidnapper who kidnapped Paulita in the first place, so what are you going to do to ensure Paulita’s safety?”

“Seven years ago, I wasn’t strong enough, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to protect her, but seven years later, I’m strong enough to draw a line in the sand with that kidnapper, and I’ve had people watching her every move for those seven years.”

Adam Rouco remains silent.

Seven years ago, he knew the young man was no slouch, had researched everything about Severo Laris at the time and never denied that Severo Laris was good.

However, Severo Laris’ wealth and ability were never the first thing Adam Rouco considered.

What matters to Adam Rouco is that this man, again, hurt his daughter.

Handing Paulita over to Severo Laris himself is as hopeful as it is dangerous.

Who can guarantee that Severo Laris will not touch the knot in Paulita’s heart again and depress her even more.

But with Adam Rouco there was no choice.

Because his daughter, the one he loved most, had already slit her wrists once.

Adam Rouco’s eyes were scarlet when he said, “Severo Laris, if you hurt Paulita again, I will make sure you die without a trace.”

With those words, Adam Rouco turned on his heel and walked out of the Longan Street cafe.

…

Paula Rouco has not yet left The Imperial because she is attending the Analeigh Appreciation Dinner.

But the flight back to The Holy City was booked for today.

She had just finished packing in her hotel room when her phone rang.

Caller ID, Severo Laris.

Paula Rouco frowned slightly, reluctantly, but answered, “Yes?”

By now, Severo Laris was standing in front of the World Trade Center Hotel, where she was staying.

“No going back to The Holy City today… I’ll take you back.”

Paula Rouco refused without thinking, “No.”

“I’m in front of the hotel.”

“…”

Without an invitation, she can’t hide.

When Paula Rouco came out of the hotel with her small boarding bag, Severo Laris, who was standing by his car smoking, looked up and saw her.

The man quickly put out his cigarette before approaching and helping her carry her luggage.

As soon as he approached, Paula Rouco saw the bruised bruise and the dried blood at the corners of his mouth.

She frowned, “Did you get into another fight?”.

Severo Laris smiled at her without much concern, shoving his suitcase in the trunk as he said, “The last time I got into a fight with my classmates there was room to fight back, it wasn’t so bad, this time, it was with my seniors and I had to let them beat me up.”

It was very pathetic, to say the least.

Paula Rouco hit the nail on the head, “Why did the other guy hit you for no reason if you didn’t mess with him?”

Severo Laris raised an eyebrow in agreement, “Indeed, I deserve a beating for touching his baby.”

He opened the passenger door, his long, slender hands on the roof of the car, and Paula Rouco leaned too close to him as he sat in the car, his faint scent of tobacco she could smell.

Paula Rouco’s brow furrowed further in obvious disgust, “Smoking and fighting, you’re good.”

Severo Laris laughed at her comment, his voice muffled, “You’re a girl and you play at racing, we both behave badly, look at it this way, we make a good couple.”

“…”

Paula Rouco got into the car and stopped taking her flirtations in stride.

…

When they arrived at the airport, Severo Laris pulled Paula Rouco’s suitcase out of the back of the car.

Paula Rouco unconsciously dragged it and said, “You don’t need to send it, the plane, I’ll take it.”

Severo Laris curved his lips and smiled faintly, and when she turned around, the man reached out and gently grabbed her wrist, pulling her back.

Severo Laris looked at her with lowered eyes and pulled a plane ticket from his pocket for the same flight as hers.

Paula Rouco: “… Severo Laris, are you a bootlicker?”

I can’t shake it off.

Severo Laris nodded slightly, “Learning from the spirit of someone who chased me in the first place, stickers plus harassment, I should learn quite well.”

“…”

Who is he scolding?

Severo Laris roughly took the suitcase from her and dragged her forward.

Paula Rouco looked at his calm, upright back and inexplicably held her breath, “Severo Laris, when have I ever been a bully to you?”

Much less have you been touched.

“Then consider my memory bad.”

“…,” Paula Rouco gritted her teeth and looked at his back.

…

Arriving in the waiting room.

Paula Rouco, although seated next to him, kept a cold face and did not address him.

Severo Laris deliberately asked, “Are you mad at me for smoking a moment ago?”

“…”

Severo Laris explained, “Last time I promised you I wasn’t going to smoke, but you know men are sometimes under a lot of pressure, especially men like me who don’t have a mistress by their side, and of course, now that you’re back with me, I’m still in a state of distress, so I can’t help wanting to smoke sometimes.”

“…”

“But not next time, huh?”

“…”

She finally turned her little face and looked up at him, glaring, “Severo Laris, you want a face?”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Don’t.”

Paula Rouco said with a flourish, “I’m not your lover, we broke up a long time ago.”

Severo Laris didn’t bother, “If you don’t want to be my lover, be Mrs. Laris. ”

“… Professor Laris, your face is on the floor, pick it up.”

Severus Laris looked at her, with his deep gaze, and said, “I can’t want anything, I only want you.”