Briana and Luana were in the suite at Rocha Hotel, getting ready for checkout. Luana was packing her bags with a hint of sadness. "What a shame, this room met all my needs." "But now you're going to another room, right, my dear friend?" Briana encouraged her, "Better yet, you have an entire apartment at your disposal." Luana shot Briana a cheeky smile. "What's that about?" Briana asked. "The apartment won't be entirely at my disposal, my dear." "What do you mean?" Briana raised her eyebrows, trying to understand what that could mean. As a slight suspicion began to form in Briana's mind, the doorbell rang. "The answer to your question has arrived," Luana joked as she went to answer. From the room, Briana could perfectly distinguish Karl's voice. She smiled in understanding. Luana and Karl were moving in together. Karl appeared with the cutest, and at the same time, most mischievous smile in the world. He could hardly wait to have an apartment just for him and Luana, where h
Briana returns home after visiting Luana's apartment.Regis greets her with reverence. "Good evening, Mrs. Ferro. Your husband is waiting for you in the master suite." "Hmm... Should we have dinner first?" Briana jokingly asked. Regis blushed to the roots of his hair. "He didn't inform me of the details, madam. But dinner is being prepared with great care." "Okay, I'm going upstairs. Tell Julian to keep up the great work." Briana winked and went up the stairs. She entered the master suite and found a bouquet of red roses on the king-sized bed. Overwhelmed, she melted and picked up the bouquet, inhaling the scent of the roses. Mark emerged from the closet, grinning widely, dressed in comfy loungewear. "Darling, good evening." "A little gift so you never forget me," Mark declared romantically, moving closer and kissing her cheek genuinely. Briana felt shivers run down her spine.This is the sweet and romantic man who would later make her scream and cry in bed at three in the mo
Claudia abruptly stood up and yelled, "My husband is a decent and honorable man, Althea! If this hasn't happened yet, it's because he has learned to drink responsibly!" Althea could have simply stood up and slapped Claudia, but she didn't even feel like it. She merely glanced at Gilson — a look that meant everything. "Woman, go check on dinner. I don't want okra again as an option." Claudia felt she wouldn't be able to control herself if she stayed in that hateful living room and left in quick strides. Sandro just smiled mockingly. How the tables have turned! Until last year, it was he and Nadir who were the punching bags of this house. But ever since Briana married Mark, the tide turned to his favor. Thanks to Mark? Gilson, noticing his brother's smile, wanted to take revenge. "What are you smiling about, Sandro? You still owe me an explanation for the punch." "What punch?" Althea perked up in the armchair. "Mom, Sandro punched me in the hospital corridor with a bunch of d
Christopher kept his gaze on his phone, as if fearing that Luana wouldn't share her location. But that's not what happened. Luana sent the address. Christopher held his breath in surprise. That address... ...Wasn't it the apartment his grandmother had rushed to sell, the one where Briana, Mark, and his uncle and aunt were temporarily living after being kicked out of the Vasconcelos Mansion? Why would Luana agree to live in that rundown place? Curiosity struck Christopher harder, serving as extra motivation for him to visit. Before Christopher could leave, someone knocked on his bedroom door. Christopher decided to open it and found James outside. "Brother-in-law? What do you want?" Christopher noticed James was still in the same formal clothes he wore when he went to the hospital. "Did something happen with Katrina, any improvement or update?" "My wife is better. I'm glad to see that you're concerned too." James entered Christopher's room with a frown after making that remark
Mark and Briana's 'celebration' dinner continued.In addition to the salmon, Julian also offered the Ferro couple a colorful salad of arugula, walnuts, and strawberries. To drink, a robust red wine.Briana knew what Mark's intentions were after dinner; still, she made sexy faces while eating the strawberries, further enticing Lord Ferro's masculine desire.She enjoyed playing with danger."How's Katrina?" Mark asked, just to avoid making it too obvious."She was unconscious when I arrived." Briana smiled, knowing that Mark was trying to keep himself in check."You're smiling with your cousin lying in the hospital?" Mark shook his head, pretending to scold his wife.Briana giggled. "No, you silly. I just remembered my dad punching Uncle Gilson in the hospital corridor."Mark already knew all of that, but he needed to feign ignorance. "Okay, tell me why I should laugh with you.""Christopher made up that you and I cut the brakes on Katrina's car." Briana summarized the story. "My dad go
Christopher couldn't punch his brother-in-law. James clenches his fist at his wife's brother. "Calm down, man!" "Who do you think you are to—" "I'm James, son of Frank Ross, and your sister's husband!" James releases Christopher's hand, confident he won't try again. "That's so unfair." Christopher complains, "You married my sister but have feelings for my cousin. Why did you do that? Did you realize that my dad is the winner of the family?" James didn't want to admit it. "Even if that were true, wouldn't you prefer it to be that way?" "I'd prefer that you were genuinely in love with my sister!" Christopher yells accusingly. "But I am. Katrina means a lot to me. I've never cheated on her with Briana and I don't intend to," James solemnly promises. However, Christopher decides to keep his true thoughts to himself. 'Of course not. You won't betray Katrina. You'll wait for Briana's marriage to end in divorce before you make your move. 'Or you'll wait for Katrina to make some unf
The next day, the Vasconcelos family returned to the hospital. Another doctor attended to them. "Vasconcelos family, you no longer need to fear. Patient Katrina Ross is better and is about to wake up at any moment." Claudia and Gilson once again reacted as if Katrina were being cured of cancer, sighing and raising their hands up high. "Thank Lord!" Claudia exclaimed, explaining where Katrina got her false devotion to God. Althea nodded. "And where is the kind Dr. Vargas?" "Dr. Who?" The doctor furrowed his brow and squinted, genuinely surprised. "This isn't the time to talk about TV shows." Althea gestured, thinking the doctor was referring to the dispute between Katrina and Briana. "There was another doctor, Dr. Vargas, who attended my family yesterday." "It must have been an intern, a newcomer to the hospital that I'm not aware of yet. Excuse me, you can visit the patient, but not all at once." The doctor left to attend to other patients, still wondering internally who Dr. V
Mark glanced at Christopher, barely acknowledging his presence. If even Althea disagrees with this conversation, why would he be bothered? Turning his back on Christopher, Mark leaned over the table containing pitchers of coffee, juice, and some snacks that the hospital staff made available for the patient's relatives. Indignant, Christopher approached Mark with long strides. "Don't turn your back on me, you bum!" "He doesn't look like a bum today," Nadir retorted sourly. Still with his back turned, Mark served himself coffee. "Christopher, I wasn't here at the hospital yesterday. I have no idea what you're talking about." "I believe you know exactly what I'm talking about!" Christopher yelled, "You and Briana set up a scheme for Katrina to have an accident."Who falsifies Lamborghini purchases can easily forge medical reports and arrange for fake doctors!" Mark let out an audible chuckle, just for Christopher's ears. This made Christopher's blood boil! Mark the Pauper is la