Erasmo reacts horrified by his wife's extreme and violent behavior.He stands up slowly, trying to calm the beast. “Dear, are you okay? Maybe you need a romantic dinner at Crystal Blue...”“My anger will not be appeased by romance!” Olivia screams at the top of her lungs, “I’m tired, do you hear me? TIRED!”“Tired of what?” Erasmo asks in a dazed manner.“I’m tired of always being Lagoon City’s punching bag! Everyone thinks they can say whatever they want about our family!” Olivia stomps her foot, trying to vent years of humiliation. “They mock our daughter, they mock our living room, they mock our company, and they root for us to go bankrupt... What do these people want? For us to kill ourselves?”Erasmo tries to hug his wife, but Olivia slaps him.“GET OUT! Do something, man! We can’t live like this anymore! I DON’T WANT to live like this anymore, do you understand?” Olivia is reacting hysterically, having reached her limit.Luís enters the office to join his aunt’s tirade. “Guys, w
The curiosity in the room was palpable as the Rocha and Campos families gathered in the small office at General Hospital.The young man who claimed to be J.J. stood quietly, his presence both a beacon of hope and a source of doubt.The Vasquez family had been conspicuously excluded, a decision that left Alan simmering with frustration.“Dad, why did you forbid my family from coming? They won't just believe my word,” Alan asked, his voice tight with restrained anger.Josias, ever the stern patriarch, replied with a sour edge, “If they don’t believe you, it means you’re not credible, huh?”Melissa, sensing Alan’s rising tension, placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.Dora, trying to lighten the mood, chimed in, “I don't think they would believe us even if we filmed it.”Simeon, in his usual dry manner, added, “We are very sorry, my grandson, but where did you tie up your donkey, huh?”Alan, refusing to let the conversation derail further, stated flatly, “Don’t forget, you have a grea
At Rocha Constructions, Alan entered his office with a stormy expression, the weight of his thoughts pulling down his usually confident demeanor.The room, despite the hum of the air conditioning, felt colder than usual, reflecting the chill in his mood.Caio walked in soon after, immediately sensing the tension in the air.“Brrr... Can you turn up the air conditioning, cousin?” Caio asked, rubbing his arms as if trying to fend off the cold.Alan, his tone gloomy, replied, “I didn’t adjust the temperature.”Caio looked at him, wrapping his arms around himself to stay warm. “What was the result? My dad said they were going to the hospital today.”“They delivered the results to Dr. Hogan,” Alan said, his voice heavy with frustration, “knowing that he couldn’t receive our complaints.”Caio’s brow furrowed in confusion. “And why would there be complaints?”Alan’s response was sharp, almost bitter. “The guy who ‘came back to life’ is really J.J.!”Caio’s face lit up with excitement. “WOW!
The afternoon sun poured through the windows of the quaint Mountain Café, casting a warm, golden hue across the room.Karen, struggling with the growing weight of her pregnancy, finally managed to settle into one of the tables. Rodrigo approached, his face a mask of uncertainty as he braced himself to handle the demands of the impatient woman.“When is the baby due?” Rodrigo asked, trying to maintain a professional demeanor.Karen, her gaze distant and detached, responded curtly, “Soon. Can you get me an orange juice with no sugar? I don’t want to gain more weight than I already have. And a natural sandwich, no ketchup or mayonnaise. I don’t want to harm my baby.”Rodrigo rolled his eyes discreetly before jotting down the order on his notepad. Just then, Nadia entered the café with a jubilant expression, her eyes sparkling with excitement.“Honey! It’s been confirmed that J.J. is our J.J.!” Nadia announced, her voice brimming with enthusiasm.Rodrigo’s face lit up with a genuine smile
In João Paulo’s office at LCN Editorial, the room got thick with tension.Helen and Sofia, their faces flushed with anger, were confronting each other. João Paulo, who remained seated behind his desk, got his demeanor nonchalant.“Get out of here immediately!” Helen demanded, her voice sharp with indignation. “How dare you make such demands?”Sofia, her eyes blazing with fury, added, “Do you think you can say whatever you want about the Vasquez family and get away with it?”João Paulo leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. “I confess: this is quite entertaining!”Sofia’s rage reached its peak. “YOU BASTARD! I want a retraction published tomorrow. Are you hearing me?”Helen pressed on Sofia with mockery, “You still haven’t answered us if it’s true or not that you squandered the money Alan lent.”Sofia, cornered and defensive, shot back, “That... that is none of your business! The money was used for Vaztrans!”João Paulo’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “You say it’s non
As dusk settled outside, the living room of João Paulo's house was filled with the warmth of family life. Helen and Rosemary sat together, engaged in a conversation, while Sandra entered with a notebook clutched in her hands, her face beaming with pride.“Look, Mom!” Sandra said excitedly, holding up her notebook. “The teacher gave me a point for keeping my notebook up to date and organized!”Helen’s face softened with maternal pride. “Really, sweetheart? And why did she do that?”Sandra’s chest swelled with pride. “The teacher said that I copy everything she writes on the board and answer the questions correctly.”Helen’s eyes sparkled with approval. “Oh, that's wonderful! Congratulations, sweetheart.”Rosemary, looking at Sandra with a fond smile, added, “I hope to have a studious daughter like you, Sandra.”Sandra, eager to help, offered, “I can help her whenever she has difficulties. My favorite subject is Portuguese.”Rosemary laughed softly. “Ah, she’ll be a writer or journalist
Helen gently applied a bandage to João Paulo’s left cheek, her movements tender and precise. Rosemary entered the living room, her presence a welcome relief.“Hey, I left Sandra with Walter. How are you all doing?” Rosemary asked, her voice filled with concern.João Paulo looked up at her with a grateful expression. “Rose, thank you so much for being discreet.”“You’re welcome,” Rosemary replied warmly. “I could see you needed it. So, are you going to be okay from now on?”Helen, touched by the concern, chimed in, “Rose, thank you very much. You need to get back to your husband, right?”Rosemary smiled, though there was a hint of urgency in her voice. “There’s nothing that can’t be talked about. Besides, he wouldn’t go without dinner.”João Paulo nodded, glancing towards the clock. “I believe Nadia and Rodrigo are coming home from work starving.”Rosemary laughed softly, the worriedness easing. “Well, I really do need to go then. Bye!”She bade farewell to her neighbors, leaving with
Kelvin stumbled through the entrance of the Mountain Penthouse, his disheveled appearance betraying the effects of the evening’s indulgences at Crystal Blue.His tie dangled at an odd angle, his suit jacket draped haphazardly over his shoulders, and his steps wavered as he walked. The sight of Karen, hunched over with a pained expression, immediately drew his attention.“What’s going on?” Kelvin asked with concern.Karen, clutching her belly, managed a strained smile. “Honey... I think it’s time...” she murmured through the discomfort.The realization hit Kelvin like a jolt. Today, he was about to become a father!******Meanwhile, across town, Melissa and Mary were deeply engrossed in their work. Melissa’s office was filled with scattered papers and scripts for the next episodes of ‘Love Spins the World’. Mary, ever the attentive assistant, noticed a mistake in the script.“Mom, you forgot again to put a question mark instead of a period here,” Mary pointed out, her voice firm but he