Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Paula Rouco pushed him aside and advanced, “I’m going home.”

Severo Laris took her by the wrist and brought her into his arms, cradling her gently, he lowered his eyes, looking at her warmly, and said softly, “The pickled beans and minced pork with rice have always been exclusively yours, I only make them for you, you need not feel upset.”

“… That can’t be made for anyone else either.” Even if it happens for a reason.

Her tone, which sounded a bit sappy to Severo Laris’ ears, was very flattering.

Severo Laris looked down and kissed her on the forehead, “Not again.”

Severo Laris looked at her and added, “Okay for today.”

And then, again, he looked down and kissed her and said, “Here’s the reward.”

Paula Rouco: “…”

Severo Laris swept the table and said, “Even without my supervision, you didn’t keep asking for the ice Americano, well done and well behaved.”

Lowering his head, he kissed her again.

Paula Rouco: “…”

She glared at him, “Another reward?”

“No?”

“…”

He made it very unpleasant.

Paula Rouco kept walking, and Severo Laris stepped forward and took her soft little hand in his.

Paula Rouco brushes him off and continues to hold on.

The two play like outstanding children, one keeps letting go of the other’s hand and the other goes for it week after week.

In the evening, Paula Rouco came home.

The phone rang as I was about to go to sleep.

The delivery man downstairs said, “Is that Miss Paula?”

“I am.”

“You have a meal, I’m downstairs at your house, go out and pick it up.”

Paula Rouco said, “Leave it by the front door, I’ll go get it now.”

“Okay.”

Paula Rouco was a little confused, she hadn’t ordered takeout and who had ordered it for her at this time of night.

She approached the metal door with a takeout hanging outside.

Paula Rouco brought it in and opened the plastic bag outside to find a thermos inside.

What takeout is so cost-effective as to use non-disposable insulated boxes as food containers?

She took it home, and when she got to her room, she opened the thermos to see a steaming plate of rice with minced pork and pickled beans.

Paula Rouco scratched her forehead.

Again, I saw a note pressed into the top of the thermos box that read, Mrs. Laris, enjoy your meal.

A beautiful, strong scrawl from the hand of Severo Laris.

Paula Rouco picked up a spoon and took the first bite.

The taste of a seven-year absence.

It is an authentic pickled bean curd with minced pork and rice.

The tip of the heart, which moves slightly, warms up.

A Facebook message “Work hard to earn money for lita” popped up on my phone.

“Is it good?”

The RoucoPaulita family: “It’s good, but it could be better.”

Trying to earn money to support lita: “I try, too much time without doing the trade gets rusty, you have to understand.”

Paula Rouco finished her sandwich.

After snacking, washing up and going to bed, Susana called her.

“Paulita, you know what? That Buena, the one you didn’t get along with at first, I heard from Rufio that she had a big incident at the Imperial, a particularly bad one.”

Paula Rouco frowned slightly, “What’s the matter with Buena?”

“She, ah, it’s that time at the school festival, she said she had a rich boyfriend, the man turned out to be married, she was given as a mistress, the result was approached by the main house, she was also pregnant, by the main house to find someone to get an abortion, and she still turned into having an abortion … particularly miserable.

Paula Rouco listened indifferently, barely reacting, feeling no vengeance or pity for Buena.

In her eyes, she had no friendship with Buena in the first place.

Susana said, “I heard that Buena not only lost the wild seed in her belly, but she was also seriously injured and taken to the hospital with her last breath, bleeding profusely. She is a self-made woman. Her story is going viral in the Imperial alumni community, and I fear she may never live in the Imperial community again.”

…

Later, Paula Rouco learned that Buena had been hospitalized at Imperial for half a month and that her family had come to Imperial and, upon learning these facts, had demanded a hefty sum of money from The Carda family, who had used the money to settle the matter.

The Buena family, on the other hand, was of rural origin and had not seen the world. One million was astronomical for the Buena family.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

The family took the money and gave a million to Buena’s brother to buy a house, regardless of his daughter’s death.

He was discharged from the hospital and returned to his hometown because he did not like the high cost of treatment at Imperial Hospital.

Later, Analeigh and Rio visited Buena at her home.

Analeigh told Paula Rouco that Buena was having a hard time, housed in a cold, damp room by her parents, unable to move around in a wheelchair because of her crippled legs and needing to be cared for even when she had to pee and poop.

Buena’s parents didn’t bother to pay for a babysitter to care for her themselves, but were very deliberate.

Buena would often pee in her pants and it would take a day for someone to come and change them.

Her parents scolded her, telling her that she was a money-loser, that she had sinned in her last life and that she had to serve it in this one.

Then Buena went crazy and became mentally ill, once she pushed her wheelchair on her own, lost control of it and fell down, suffering a brain hemorrhage.

The people of The Good Family could not afford the high cost of her ICU stay and opted to abandon her treatment.

This was because the doctors said that, even if he woke up, he might be a vegetable.