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
I wake up suddenly, the clarity is hitting my eyelashes hard, I look at the clock, it's after 8 am, Wow! New record, I'm already learning to be poor, this is the latest I've been able to get up, Kate is still there next to me, she does break a record every day by getting up quite late, but enjoy while we're poor, I know , I mention that fucking word many times... but I just... I love being poor.I do my exercise routine, today it's legs. A few minutes later, Malcom appears, yawning, his blond hair disheveled as usual.“Santiago, what the fuck do you want more ass for? Can't you see you already look like Nicki Minaj? "Oh!“And why the fuck do you want more hair? Can't you see you look like fucking Wolverine?“I love my beard Santiago. Leave me alone “Malcom looks at me disapprovingly and goes towards an electric treadmill “Well, what did your father tell you? I sit on a flat bench while I take a sip of water.“Nothing, you know, the usual stuff. Henry here, Henry there, Henry, Henry an
I look at her with a frown. Did she just call me bitter?"Rosa won't leave, she understands everything that's happening." I take the coffee and take a sip.“I know Santiago boy, but always give her time, come back early, have lunch with her, listen to her, turn off your cell phone while you're with her. That's what his father did, and he sees it, his parents are still together.“Don't mention my father, Rosa. Because of him I'm doing all this.“Kid Santiago…perhaps you should talk to your father, as ad…“No “I interrupt immediately “please, Rosa, you don't get away with that either, you yourself know how my father has been with me “I intertwine my fingers on the breakfast table while Rosa looks at me curiously “ please, prepare me Kate's breakfast , I'll take it to bed, and no more comments about my father."Okay," he sighs, "I'll put a rose like me, to make it look more romantic."I laugh slightly, this Rosa and her things.After a few minutes I bring Kate breakfast, she is still asl
I had work and I couldn't even concentrate well because I was thinking about her, I hate that she's upset with me, but I don't blame her, she's right, lately I've been quite distracted by other things, but I know that a hamburger and a romantic dinner will fix this , I know it's where Natalie works, I texted Natalie and if I was right, there it is, I just hope it's not with that Matthew guy.When I finish all my work I drive to the place, she hasn't left yet, I park my car, while I wait for her I rest my hips on the passenger door, I watch people get out and get in there with wounds on their arms, necks and everywhere , I understand that Natalie is working here and this must be her work, yes she is good, they seem chillingly real.Immediately, as if they were calling my name, I turned my eyes to the front and here comes Natalie, next to my Kate, beautiful as always, she is wearing a long black coat and a shirt of the same color with a high collar on the bottom, one of those that I lik
Kisses on my cheek, neck and back wake me up, I blink several times to accommodate myself to the fucking light of dawn, something prevents me from moving and I hear a sweet voice that my brain manages to recognize immediately.“Happy birthday,” my love, who is straddling my back, speaks in that dignified crooning way of hers, but…damn…“What time is it? I ask immediately, and in that my eyes focus on a cake with a candle that forms the number "26" it's green. What? "Kate, what are you doing?" I ask, with a smile, I forgot that today was my fucking birthday."What does the time matter, Santiago?" It's your birthday, enjoy it. And this “ he takes a little of the cake coating with his index finger smearing it on my nose “ is your birthday cake. Let me light the candle so you can make a wish.I can't help but smile, I don't want to ask for wishes, I already have everything I want. I try to roll over, Kate stands up to let me do it, once I'm on my back she straddles me again, ok I'm waking
I sit at my desk while I wait for the cell phone to tell me once and for all where Kate is, it only takes a couple of minutes. I look again and again at both of Kate's rings that rest on the hard, fine wood table, I have a lump in my throat, I just hope I'm not serious.The alert message rings and I take my cell phone, the address that it shows me is quite far from here, and it does not move, it is in one place, I know that it does not want to return, I debate whether to call it or not, and whether to go or not, she doesn't want to see me, it's the safest thing to do and if I follow her I'll increase the problems, I know her perfectly.I wake up suddenly, I don't know what time I fell asleep, I look at my watch and it's been three hours since I sat here, Kate could have come and I didn't even notice, I look at my phone again and the app tells me that is in the same place The same place?Since three hours? Has she fallen asleep? No, that place is dangerous at this hour, now I'll go for
Remember when you mentioned that this contract was a win”win deal? Neither of them has won, you no longer have the presidency and I don't have the job and the strange thing is... that you no longer want the presidency and I no longer want the job.When you read this, most likely I will be in another country, I wish you the best, and success in your project, the divorce papers will arrive soon, my signature is already there, now it only depends on you and we will be free again , our contract has ended.Attt, Kate Green"I'm paralyzed for a few... I can't say how many minutes, I read the letter again hoping I've misunderstood it, but no, the words "another country" and "divorce" are there Shit!... no no nooooo. .. no no no, I refuse to accept this, damn it, it was just a mistake, a fucking mistake, I'm dying, I don't think I can stand this, I start to dial Kate's number as I stand up and start to walk towards the outside at a rapid pace, I feel my legs give way in fact my whole being, I
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