Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

Adan Rouco called Paula Rouco once in the afternoon and Estrella Berrocal called Paula Rouco again in the evening.

Estrella Berrocal said over the phone, “Paulita, you left for a week to work abroad and as soon as you came back you went to Imperial to see Severo Laris, which upset your father. Why don’t you and Severo Laris take a flight back to La Ciudad Santa in the morning, bring Severo Laris home to join us and we’ll have lunch together?”

Estrella Berrocal is a precautionary measure.

I fear that with Paulita’s personality, she will stay in bed tomorrow and come back late, and Adam Rouco will be even more unhappy.

The next morning, Severo Laris did not dare to slow down.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

An early start to get Paula Rouco out of bed.

Paula Rouco sits on the bed with her hair disheveled and her little shoulders disheveled, wandering.

Severo Laris would come over every five minutes to poke her, like toothpaste, squeezing and wiggling a little.

It was the first official visit to Paula Rouco’s parents, and even Severo Laris, who had seen a lot of things, was a little nervous.

He didn’t like Adam Rouco and Severo Laris knew it well.

Any father with a daughter as innocent and precious as Paula Rouco probably unconsciously resists having such a precious daughter taken away from him by another man.

Paula Rouco was so slow that Severo Laris ended up preparing an egg sandwich, heating a carton of milk, carrying her breakfast in one hand and putting his arm around her with the other, and going downstairs.

When he reached the car, Paula Rouco looked at him as he ate his breakfast and said, “I’ve never seen you in such a hurry.”

Severo Laris: “It’s not good to be late for the first visit to the house.”

Paula Rouco patted him on the chest, “I’ve got you covered.”

Severo Laris looked at her amused and reached out to rub her little head, “Drink your milk, it’s not too hot.”

Paula Rouco said “hmmm” and ate her breakfast.

Severo Laris couldn’t resist remembering: “lita, when we get to your house and meet your parents, you don’t give me a good image”.

Paula Rouco looked at him, “Are you going to curve him?”.

“A roundabout tactic may not get your father to accept me for a while, but it’s better than having him compulsively accept me.”

Severo Laris’s analysis made sense, and Paula Rouco nodded and gave him a thumbs-up.

“You didn’t want my father to be forced to accept you, so why did you drag me to the registry office yesterday?” tortured Paula Rouco’s soul.

Severo Laris looked at her quizzically, seeing that she had a thin shred of potato at the corner of her lips, a bit of milk froth at the corner of her lips, her watery eyes clear and beautiful in their innocence and simplicity of gaze.

But, the mind was spinning faster than he thought.

Paula Rouco: “What are you looking at me?”

Severo Laris pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his lips.

He was absolutely selfish, and had long wanted to marry her cleanly.

Paula Rouco reminded, “Actually, you don’t have to worry about my father accepting you and liking you, his impression of you dropped from zero a long time ago, and now you get bonus points for random good behavior.”

Severo Laris: “…”

Surprisingly, comfort can be found.

…

Three hours later, he arrives in The Holy City.

Lucio Rouco came to pick up the plane.

Lucio Rouco driving, Severo Laris and Paula Rouco in the back of the car.

Lucio Rouco looked at Severo Laris in the rearview mirror and sneered, “Brother-in-law, look at the look on your face, I’m going to be your chauffeur.”

Severo Laris smiled politely and coldly, “Thank you.”

“No need, anyway, I … hit you so hard before.”

Severo Laris coughed twice as he brought his fist to his thin lips.

Paula Rouco stomped on the back of the driver’s chair in front of her.

Lucio Rouco could feel a kick through the back of his chair, “Sis, you are not, I am your own brother.”

“Who gave you permission to hit Severo Laris, Severo Laris is my man, only I can hit him!”

Lucio Roucolita rolled her eyes, “Sis, you’re not very sour either.”

Paula Rouco: “I love acid.”

Severo Laris pulled her into his arms and smoothed her fur, “You said you were sleepy on the plane, and now you’re not?”

Paula Rouco snuggled into his arms, smelling the woody cedar of Severo Laris’ body, cold and healing, and soon she was sleepy again, lay in Severo Laris’ lap and fell asleep.

Severo Laris and Lucio Rouco looked at each other in the rearview mirror, exchanged glances and came to an understanding.

Lucio Rouco finds his sister’s arrogant temperament too much for Angelo, but Severo Laris is a real piece of work.

Lucio Rouco couldn’t resist looking at Paula Rouco in the rearview mirror.

Lucio Rouco scoffed, “To tell you the truth, I haven’t seen my sister as a sheep, hitting me or kicking me, and now I find her a rare nuisance.”

Severo Laris looked at the little girl sleeping on his lap, reached out to stroke her long hair and said quietly, “Your sister is easy to cajole if you treat her like a little girl.”

“This Senorita. Severo, you really saw through my sister’s essence right away, no wonder you were able to dominate others and become my brother-in-law.”

In Lucio Rouco’s eyes, Paula Rouco, his sister, is a kindergartner who has not yet finished kindergarten.

Severo Laris doesn’t mince words: “Just spoil it.”

Lucio Rouco nodded in relief, this brother-in-law, the son of a child, could be taught.

…

When we arrived at La Villa Rouco, Paula Rouco was not awake.

I didn’t sleep early last night and I got up early today, so now I’m sleeping a lot.

Lucio Rouco parked his car and turned to call out to them, “Sister …”

No sooner had the words been spoken than Severo Laris’ fingers rested on his thin lips in a gesture of silence.

Lucio Rouco glanced at Paula Rouco, who was still awake, and whispered, “Then I’ll get off.”

Severo Laris nods slightly.

Lucio Rouco got out of the car, thinking that the man Severo Laris had an unfathomable intellect.

When we got to the door, instead of waking Paula Rouco, he slept with her in the car.

Whichever way you think about it, it looks like a set-up.

Lucio Rouco runs into the house.

Roberto Rouco looked behind him, “Where’s your sister and her boyfriend, haven’t they picked up half the day?”.

Lucio Rouco pointed his thumb back and said, “My sister fell asleep on the road and hasn’t woken up yet, Severo Laris is sleeping with her in the car right now.”

Roberto Rouco’s eyes lit up as he looked toward the car parked in the yard and exclaimed, “This boy can do it, so much pain for Paulita. ”

Lucio Rouco washed his hands, took a clean apple from the fruit basket and placed it face down in his hands, walked over to the old man, held out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, “Grandfather, the enemy’s methods are too deep, so take it easy and keep your eyes wide open.”

Roberto Rouco frowned and tapped his cane on his grandson’s long leg, “Is that what you call your future brother-in-law?”

Lucio Rouco shrugged, “You’re not even in person, you’re already on the other side of the fence.”

Adam Rouco came down from the study, glanced around and raised his hands to straighten the cufflinks on his shirt, his face shadowed with expression.

“And the two of you?” asked Lucio Rouco.

Lucio Rouco replied lazily, “Stay in the car.”

Adam Rouco frowned, contrite: “What, are you afraid I’ll eat them?”

Roberto Rouco explained, “What are you talking about, Paulita was asleep in the car and Severo people didn’t want to wake her up.”

Adam Rouco grunted in disbelief, “Playing with old-fashioned routines.”

Roberto Rouco’s brow furrowed, “You’re a man who doesn’t have good words coming out of his mouth.”

Lucio Rouco gave his father a thumbs-up: “It’s our father who has a clear head.”