Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Adam Rouco and Estrella Berrocal did not stay long in the room for fear of running out of voice if they did not hold back too long.

Shortly after they left, Severo Laris arrived at the hospital.

Albarran Bail asked him to accompany him to the roof to talk to him about Paula Rouco’s illness and also to chat.

An informal family consultation, on a rooftop, in an open and airy environment, helps to relax the atmosphere and the stress.

Albarran Bail copied the pockets of his white coat with both hands, looked at the skyscrapers lined up not far away, calmed the tiredness in his eyes and said, “That little bean Paula Rouco conjured up would be the child she miscarried seven years ago.”

Severo Laris was not surprised, for when he learned of the “existence” of the little sprout, he had a sneaking suspicion that the child was, in all probability, the one that had been aborted.

For if there is only one coincidence in this room, it may be an accident; if several coincidences are linked together, there must be a connection.

It turns out that little Beanstalk is seven years old, that he lives near the Imperial quarter, and that he lives in the same building and door number as he does.

Severo Laris made a lump in his throat and said, “Seven years ago, lita always thought I didn’t want her and that baby, beanstalk sprouts and beanstalk sprouts mother abandoned by beanstalk sprouts father, the fit…”

Severo Laris let out a bitter laugh, “This setting is probably a knot that was planted deep in Lita’s heart seven years ago. I thought that after seven years, I would pursue her, pamper her to the fullest and give her the best care I could, no matter how severe the depression, little by little I could touch her and cure her.”

“But who would have thought that there are things which, once the cause is sown, must have a consequence, and there is no escaping it, and none of the detours that must be taken will be wanting.”

“If I had known this, how could I … I have been separated from her for seven years.”

Severo Laris’ eyes were red, the mouth of his throat was full of acidity, his heart was a dull, aching depression.

He had sown all the karma, and now he looked at her, helpless and powerless.

Albarran Bail said, “It was easy for her to be happy with you, but the more happiness she had, the more guilt she felt for that child then, and that’s why she self-harmed.”

The lump in Severo Laris’ throat grew so tight that he had trouble holding back a choked sob.

His hand fumbled in the pocket of his suit pants and as he pulled out the cigarette case, his fingers paused again, asking Albarran Bail out of gentlemanly courtesy, “Can I smoke in here?”

“Feel free.”

This is a rooftop, so there is no smoking.

The lighter is lit.

Severo Laris took several puffs on his cigarette before he could push all his messy, unexpressed emotions into his heart.

Cigarette, quickly extinguished.

Cigarette butt, tossed on the floor, leather shoe askew.

Much better.

Severo Laris looked pleadingly at Albarran Bail and finally pleaded again, “It’s been many days since I’ve seen her, can I … see her? Even if it’s for ten minutes.”

Albarran Bail sighed, “Paula Rouco’s parents just visited her before you came to the hospital and today itself is the day of the family reunion, but Severo Laris, promise me one thing, don’t stay there too long, half an hour at the most, it will affect her emotionally if it goes on too long. ”

Severo Laris nodded slightly and said solemnly, “Thank you.”

…

After meeting Adam Rouco and Estrella Berrocal, Paula Rouco sat on her bed and let herself go for a long while, not knowing what was going on in her head, except that her face was sad and contrite.

Severo Laris stood in the doorway of the room for ten minutes as he approached her.

For the first time in his life, he was expectant and fearful as he was about to confront someone, with a great mix of emotions.

The anticipation is to see her, hug her, kiss her, and talk to her.

But I was afraid, afraid to see her helpless and emaciated, but there was nothing I could do about it, except my heart, which ached.

Severo Laris pushes the door.

At that moment, Paula Rouco looks warily out the window at the big trees and the green leaves and the occasional bird that flies across the sky.

When it was time to take her medication, she thought it was time for the nurse to bring her medication for her to take.

She didn’t turn around, she just asked in a delayed language, “Can you … … eat later today?”

Severo Laris looked at her, came over and sat gently on the edge of the bed, looking at her quietly and lovingly.

Paula Rouco noticed that the nurse was slow to speak, and when she turned, she saw Severo Laris’ handsome, clean face.

Thinking about it all the time.

As soon as she saw him, the corners of her lips turned into a wide smile.

Severo Laris looked at her and smiled, his eyes scarlet at the corners and he smiled back.

He looked deeply at her, reached up to touch her small face and asked softly, “Are you still used to being alone?”

Paula Rouco’s clear eyes, looking at him unblinkingly, told him with a small smile, “I have missed you so much.”

On the small face, there was some resignation.

As soon as she said she missed him, Severo Laris’ eyes reddened even more, his big hand went around the back of her neck and he lowered his head to her forehead and said with a faint smile of helplessness and apology, “lita, I can’t visit you very often because Albarran Bail said he would interfere with your treatment if I came to see you too often.”

Paula Rouco stared at him, her eyes full of resignation, “But … she misses you.”

Severo Laris took a deep breath, fought back the tears in his eyes, swallowed the lump in his throat and coaxed, “Just get through the initial period and then I can visit you every other day, but for now, lita, let’s be good, okay?”

Paula Rouco looked at him helplessly, “I … I want to cry … but … I can’t. ”C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Severo Laris’ tears, rolled down his face, and he hugged her tightly, tears overflowing where she couldn’t see them.

I can’t cry because I take mood suppressants, so it’s hard to cry even if I’m sad.

Severo Laris was behind her, reaching up to wipe her eyes.

Then, looking up at her, he touched her little face and said with a loving smile, “I miss Lita too, but I have to restrain myself, I can’t sneak in to see you, it would make you spend more time in the nursing home.”

Paula Rouco reached out with a slow motion, took his slender fingers and asked, “Severo…. I can see the little bean sprouts … really . . is it really a disease?”

Severo Laris looked deeply into her hair and saw her delicate features and clean little face, reaching out to rub her long, unruly, slightly curly hair with an unmistakably loving hand.

Living here these days, I probably won’t bother brushing my hair.

She doesn’t like to brush her hair herself.

Severo Laris opened the drawer beside the bed and took out a comb, before brushing her hair and reaching out to touch her hair and face.

Paula Rouco scowled at him, her small hand clutching his fingers, “I … I don’t like caregivers … wash my hair … take me home … Severo … I don’t want to live here anymore … take me home …. ok? ”

Severo Laris took her by the hand, mercilessly, stared at her and said, “lita, the bean sprout is unreal, you must find out for yourself the point of conflict and contradiction between the existence of the bean sprout and the real world, I now…. I can’t now … I really can’t take you home, be a good girl and think carefully about the illusory little bean sprout and me in the real world, eh?”

Severo Laris took her little hand and touched it to his face, looked at her with red eyes and continued, “I am real, the Severo Laris you love is real, when we love each other, when we touch, when I hug you, when I kiss you, those are the real things. lita, think it through. Think about it, okay?”

The look in her eyes was full of pleading and pain.

Paula Rouco’s eyes were slightly red at the corners as she grabbed the fabric of Severo Laris’ shirt around his waist and said softly, “Severo … me …. I can’t think of … help me… help me find him okay?”

Severo Laris took the small hand around her waist, pulled it away and shook his head, “lita, you have to find yourself to do this, I can’t do it for you.”

“But… but the brain is tired… it can’t think…”