I couldn't sleep all night thinking that Kate has a motorcycle and now he's going to torture me every time I ride it. I'm looking for the thousand ways to get rid of that bike, but with all of them I know Kate is going to be upset. Maybe I have to pay Rosa's friends to break into my house, simulate an armed robbery and just take the motorcycle Ah! And the sunflower rug.As you can imagine my father and Mr. Kateander get along more than well, they speak German all the time, yes, as I said, he gets excited about everything related to Germany, they may be talking bad about me and I don't understand shit to defend myself, maybe I should go to some German courses.Christmas is getting closer and it's beginning to feel, I don't know why I like these days and much more that Kate was born close to these festive dates. We agreed to spend Christmas with Kate's family and New Years with mine. But they all agreed to spend Christmas together at my house. At least it means we won't be traveling and
I sit at the head of the table while I wait for that damn Malcom to show up, apparently he's enjoying being married so much that he doesn't even want to leave his house anymore. After five minutes he appears... And shaved, he frowned immediately, apparently if Kate's words reached him at Christmas."What's up, you fucking shit”tickets?" I narrow my eyes at him as he sits to my right."What did you do with your hippie beard?" He glared at me and adjusts his jacket.“I lost a bet with Natalie, it was either that or wear heels all day.“Bet? “I laugh slightly, while he shakes his head “The damn thing does more abs than me. Can you believe it? I was already making fun of her when I reached 180 without resting and she did 220 “ I raise an eyebrow and smile “By the way, I'll move Andi to another department, or they cut my balls off. Now I need a secretary “ A secretary? “ Cristal brings me a cup of coffee and I thank her, if not, I swear I'll fall asleep.“Yes, Secretary, Santiago. And Andi
Malcom? No, please no. Malcom is my best friend, for me he is my brother, he can't betray me like this. I don't think so, no no no... There must be a mistake here, he wouldn't do something like that."Santiago!" Look at me," my father snaps, I look up, he puts the hand with which he was holding the newspaper on my desk and stares at me. "Is what he said in the newspaper true? Yes or no?I don't know what to say, if I deny, I know that he will do everything possible to investigate and when he realizes that I lied to him it will be worse, and if I affirm, goodbye company. These are the cases that you don't know what to do, because you know both answers will cause problems, I have no words, my brain searches for thousands of alternatives, he looks into my eyes and so do I, he takes his gaze from me and now leads it to Kate."Kate?" That is not true? “Kate doesn't know what to answer either, his hands have turned cold, I can feel them through my clothes where he holds my forearm. His eyes
I am perplexed, no, this cannot be true, no, no, no. I swallow saliva, I look at my life as a spectator; like this isn't happening to me, like I'm just someone else seeing someone going through this."Please, Frank, tell me it's a joke," is what I hope from the bottom of my heart, no please, it's not true."I wish it was a joke" her voice cracks and she begins to sniffle "Kate doesn't want to get up from where she is and I can't be with her because I have to go to the hospital with Stefanie, she didn't take it very well either.I start to walk, to leave the office, I feel like I'm living a terrible nightmare.I swallow the lump in my throat.“Why did he die? I ask, I just hope it wasn't because of the news because I couldn't stand it anymore, unconsciously a tear runs down my cheek, when I leave the office I meet Malcom.“Santiago, I know who it was,” he says, I don't pay attention, Frank is telling me about the cold Mr. Kateander caught that he couldn't stand.“Malcom, please tell Na
I'm even about to get drunk, it's been more than four hours since Kate left here and he hasn't come back, my nerves are on the surface. I am a real idiot, he does not answer my calls, he is going to listen to me when I return, I return to my position with my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands, I am already preparing my speech for when he returns, I am upset, he can not leave me like this way and incidentally not answering any of my 30 calls, many thoughts of anger go through my head until I hear the door open and I look at the sound, it's her, I feel a relief go through my body and all anger dissipates, I go to her and I surround her with my arms, I can't even explain the happiness I feel right now.“My love, I'm really sorry “I bury my head in her neck, I feel like an idiot for not being here for her “I promise it won't happen again, I'll be here with you as many times as you need me. I didn't think that..."Santiago... It's okay," she interrupts me, smiling slightly, she tak
“Santiago... “I'm not waiting for what else he has to say, I don't care, Kate and I have a long conversation pending. I start my car when I realize that only my credit card is in my hands. Ah! I left my identification at the restaurant. It can't be! I've come a long way, I don't want to go back, I immediately dial Anthony, and on the first ring he answers, I don't pay attention to what he tells me, I only know that he will send it to the company, that's enough for me, although I don't want to go to the company.I get home, my head spinning on the subject. What stress! All because of Kate, I get out of the car pissed off and slam the door, I enter my house and Kate is there, near the entrance, arms crossed, as if waiting for me, great because I have too many things to talk about with her."Santiago... what...""Kate, why?" Why did you do that? I interrupt her, I don't measure the tone of my voice, I'm so out of it.“What thing? he asks intrigued. And yet?“Go talk to my father “I stare
At least things are getting better, I don't feel so stressed anymore, being poor is not so bad, I spend more time at home and I can enjoy all the crazy things that Kate comes up with every hour, at least I know that it's done better and little by little she is returning to being the same Kate as always, bye”bye seriousness with her and that is that even when she gets angry she is quite funny, yes, until she does a strange hold on me that puts my arm at an extremely painful angle, there if it's not fun What I know is that I will never get bored of this woman.After doing my exercise routine, I go to my room, I have a meeting to attend, in my poverty, I still have some things to do, I need to take a shower, I hear the sound of the shower, which means that today Kate spends 40 minutes in there. I have to rush her, I go into the bathroom and I hear a song that I can't quite understand but I know it's called something like "Gangnam Style" I know it was well sounded a while ago, Kate is cha
I haven't even ordered my food and I don't have peace anymore, yes, I imagined it, he wants to talk to me because he has problems, it's obvious that he's losing, well, he told me himself that he wants me out of the company, why should I help him? ?“That means you're losing, Mr. Centinelo “I don't even look him in the eye”you haven't run a company for years now, things have changed.“That's why I need you to work with me, I'm going to pay you.Pay me? He to me?“Wait... Do you really think I need your handout?"It's not handouts, Santiago," he blurts out and sighs. "I'm telling you to help me put things together."“I bring a glass of wine to my mouth and try to appear indifferent” Kate? “and hit Kate.Kate looks at me, no, if she forces me too we'll be in serious trouble.“No, thanks. I can't help the competition,” I mention, seeing that Kate doesn't say a word, he already knows what my reaction would be.“I eat? He looks at me surprised. "Who do you plan to work for?"Do you seriousl
Epilogue If someone had told me a few years ago that I would be happily married to satan Centinelo and have a pretty blonde with blue eyes I swear I would have laughed in his face and then stabbed him alive for being stupid and dragged his body into a river wrapped in a plastic with stones inside so that it can be submerged to the bottom... well, too much Discovery Channel... I apologize, I spent nine months without leaving my house watching that channel because of Mr. Santiago Centinelo Jr. and Mrs. Alicia Green who got it into their heads that if she got out she could be hit by an unconscious driver, lose the baby and die. Yeah, I'm screwed with those two together. But hey, going back to the initial theme, that's life, capricious and unexpected, many things you didn't think happen and many things you planned don't happen. Life is not about asking if you want or don't want, things just happen and that's what's exciting about life, you don't know wher
It is popularly said that we are all better half and that our complementary half is out there, one day by the supposed red thread of fate we reach that other citrus half and magic happens, I believe faithfully, that I am a sock, the socks they are destined to be without a partner at some point in their lives. I'm already going crazy. “I do Alex's makeup “Natalie enters the makeup room while I'm looking through a newspaper, my mood isn't the same, I don't even turn to look at her to smile at her, I don't feel like smiling and now I have to go out there to act to the whole country. "Natalie is my professional makeup artist, Natasha," I say to the girl holding a blush and applicator, Natalie adjusts her bag and pushes the girl away. At least I have someone to celebrate me. "Miss Green... 10 minutes to interview," I nod, and Natalie squeals and starts applying a bunch of stuff to my face. "Natalie, relax," I scold, trying to smile but it comes out
He nods, without saying more, hands me the papers and a pen, I remain static looking at the divorce papers for several seconds, eternal seconds for me, I direct my hand to the sheet and debate whether to sign or not, my throat is dry and my heart will jump out of my chest, all my trip I thought about this, I feel that a tear will roll down my cheek, I never thought that this was going to be so difficult. “Mrs. Green Are you sure you want to do this? “speaks the lawyer in front of me when he sees my indecision, I keep my gaze fixed on a clip that is on the desk, it is white, one of Santiago's favorite colors. “Curse! You are supposed to be my wife, you must understand me, but understanding from you is the least I have, it was just a stupid dinner, Alex “ stupid dinner? For a moment, I feel like a bucket of cold water falls on me, the desire to cry takes over me again and I thought that I had had enough “ and you act as if it was our wedding and I have left you standin
I leave that place with a bottle of vodka in my hands, I know I won't sound good, but I hope it's an accident, I'm waiting for the call from the paramedics, from the police, I don't know, but I'm hoping for anything other than Santiago Centinelo, my husband, just dumped me, I'd rather cry because I'm in a hospital without a foot than because he just dumped me after doing all this for him. I never EVER! I had done something like that for someone, and the first time I do it they stand me up, I lean against the car door and tears start running down my cheeks, I wipe them roughly, no, I'm not going to cry over this shit, I open the door. bottle taking a good drink, this can't be happening to me. I get in the damn car, there is not a call from him, nor from any strange number, I start driving towards the party of the program, I hope he has a very good excuse, too good, so that I can let this go, I swallow the knot in my throat, but my vision immediately blurs, I d
“Great job, Kate “Mr. Arroz approaches me with a huge smile “Natalie was definitely right “adjusts her glasses and turns her gaze to the script I had created as she continues on her way. “Thank you “I answer, with a smile, as I leave the set, Natalie comes rattling her heels as she runs towards me, I can never stop watching her feet when she does that. How the hell do I even fall barefoot? Damn! “Alex! “he exclaims “I have the floral arrangements and you haven't told me anything about the tiara... “Put a stop to that “I interrupt, I continue walking without seeing her and she stops and I'm sure she's just watching me walk away, I stop when I see she's not following me and I turn to see her, she's standing there with an extreme expression of astonishment that only she knows how to gesture “What? I ask, walking back towards her when she doesn't move. “Alex! What did you just tell me? “I take her forearm to pull her and go outside, she gives in, but with
“Santiago...listen to this “I laugh, reading another wrapper of these very strange sweets, as I walk towards the kitchen” Why do women rub their eyes when they wake up? Because they don't have balls to scratch “I can't help but laugh “What a silly joke! I exclaim, and look up, when I observe, a pair of brown eyes looking at me with intrigue from the dining room table. Holy virgin of the papayas! "What a good joke," Mr. Centinelo says, laughing slightly. Damn! These things only happen to me. But then I remember that yesterday he was singing and dancing to the Celine Dion song drunk, so... I'm not the only one embarrassed at least. I clear my throat and smile widely trying to forget what I just said, I walk towards the dining room. “I blame the girl Rosa, she is the one who gives me these sweets with bad jokes. I sit in front of him, I observe a crutch next to him “Is your knee better now? I question, at least I'm not wearing my Kermit the frog pajamas
I have been noticeably better the last few days, and for Santiago things have also been improving, he is no longer stressed and has no longer yelled at anyone on the phone, he no longer curses at his father, although he still does not want to talk to him, apparently he Feels better "being poor" as he calls it, oh no, but he's waiting for next year's new Porsche to come out. I also wish I was that poor. I go into the shower, I clear the long curtains of the glass window so that a bit of clarity enters, I like to bathe and look outside, it relaxes me, the warm water runs through my body I feel a great inner peace, music from my cell phone it resonates, I never chant any while I'm bathing, except when Gangnam Style sounds, there yes, every Korean I don't know makes it up. My body wash is running low, I sigh, tapping the bottom of the bottle as I sing the blessed song, as much as I hate it, I can never stop doing this. ? Heeeeeey sexy ladyyyy, op op op oppa gangnam style
But... maybe they do need to talk, but as father and son, not as enemies. I know that Mr. Centinelo is doing wrong, I understand that he is upset but ruining everything for your son that he has worked for is not correct, I turn around and head back towards him, he is at the entrance of the office, looking towards some point of the room looking into space. I have many things to tell him, he already hates me so I have nothing to lose. Seeing that I walk towards him immediately his eyes lock on mine, taking both hands to his pockets. “Mr. Centinelo “I speak without hesitation, it's now or never “if what you really want is to fight with Santiago, better not talk to him, he already has enough problems with all this that is happening. He looks at me frowning. “What makes you think I'm going to fight him? He interrupts me, crossing his arms, fixing an incredulous look in my eyes. “Because it's the only thing he does. Do you seriously plan to be on his deathbed to fi
No please dad... no no no, I refuse to accept this... tears run down my cheeks like waterfalls, this can't be happening, I sit up on the floor as my tears well up, my mother runs to him and shakes him mentioning his name, he immediately picks up the phone and with his trembling hands begins to dial a number, nothing makes sense in my life anymore, I want to wake up from this terrible nightmare, this can't be happening to me, no no NOOOO, I try to relax inside but I can't , memories go through my mind, memories of him that my mind still keeps, I hear some steps running towards me, followed by other steps and a heartbroken cry that can only be from Stefanie, I hear her running towards him making crying sounds. A male voice that my brain doesn't recognize shouts that we have to call the doctor, my mind tries to take refuge in good moments, the best moments, but the thought that a few minutes ago I was chatting with him invades my senses, and more tears well up. my eyes. How can life ge