“Hello? I say when picking up.
“Son! How are you? "Well, if you didn't call me."
"Okay dad, and you?" “Damn! Now what the hell is he going to claim me for?
“Well son, today I'll be in New York, do you think we have breakfast?
I want to talk to you.
Not.
"Okay dad. I'll be at the company at 6.
"Okay, I'll wait for you there.
Saying this, hang up the call. I don't have a great relationship with my father, so I know this will end up in discussion.
I can't even think clearly, I can't even finish writing the report on this trip. I think and think, I take a shower and it took me more than twenty minutes for thinking stupid things, I look in the mirror while I adjust my light blue tie with darker tones. I put the dark blue jacket on my shoulders as I get out of the jet.
I don't even realize that we are already in front of the company. I've been thinking all the way about what my father will possibly throw in my face.
I go up to my office and there it is. Observing the city through the window of my office, with a cup of coffee in her hands, her black hair with some gray tones, I know that this is what my hair will look like at her age. He turns to see me when he hears the door open, always with his demeanor of president, with a perfect beige suit, he watches me with his small brown eyes.
"How have you been, Santiago?" He smiled and came over to give me a hug.
"Very good father, and you?" I return his hug and smile at him too.
“I see that everything is in order, Santiago. That's great.” I give him a weak smile as we walk out my office door. All the way to the restaurant is complete silence as he watches the city through the window.
"We're here, Mr. Centinelo," says the driver, who approaches to open the car door for us.
We entered the restaurant, my father already had reservations. As if he had already planned to come here to talk to me beforehand. I sit across from him at a small table for two that was reserved a bit away from other people eating breakfast in the place.
"And what has dad brought you to town?" I ask, as I open the menu.
“A meeting with some friends, Chris Sanders, the owner of the law firm that works with us, had his birthday yesterday.
And that was all we talked about for a long time. The rest of breakfast is complete silence, until we finish.
"Santiago, when are you planning to get married?" “Typical question of him.
"Dad, I'm only 25," I sigh, already sick of this fucking question.
“Y? Your brother is 23 and got married last year.
“ I know dad, I was there. Now tell me is he happy? He watches me for several minutes.
"Yes, it is," he blurts out, after several seconds, "I always knew that Henry thought better of the two of us."
Well, that was a low blow.
"Just because I don't get married I don't know how to think, even though I've grown this company by more than fifty percent?" I cross my arms, his comments cause me indignation from time to time.
“That's not all, Santiago. I've heard thousands of rumors out there about you with different women at each partner meeting “he puts the coffee cup on the table “Are you serious? You don't know how embarrassing you put me through.
"Why do you believe any rumors out there, father?" I put my elbows on the table and look directly at him.
“Because you don't have a formal life, Santiago. I have never met you a girlfriend at least.
"Because I don't like to share my private life, Father." You criticize everything and I'm sure if I introduce you to someone you're going to criticize them too.” He furrows his brow, making his age marks even more visible.
“Is seriously? I don't want you to get lost with lazy women out there, Santiago “he looks me straight in the eye “your brother is more cautious, he is as stubborn as you in his work and he is an excellent husband. You just go around sleeping with different women every night.” I smile, but not a happy or triumphant smile, but a frustrated smile. Seriously my dad drives me crazy.
"You don't know anything about my life. Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do “I get up as I say these words, I don't even care if I don't finish all my breakfast.
"I know enough, Santiago, to take the presidency from you for not having a formal life." This time he raised his voice a little and looked at me.
“What? You wouldn't do that.” I look into his eyes, those cold, demanding eyes that he has always shown me.
"Yes I would and give it to Henry, he's as good as you are, Santiago." And he thinks better in many aspects “my father also gets up from his chair “I'm not going to be endangering the prestige of the magazine that has cost me so much.
“Really? If you knew as much about me as you say, you should know that I got married a month ago “ the worst lie I've ever told in my life, my father looks at me with a certain expression of astonishment and disbelief at the same time.
“What have you said? “Question.
"That I got married a month ago, but it's something you don't know for spending all your time criticizing my life." I walk back towards the limo, leaving a huge bill for the waiter who looks at him in amazement. My father follows in my footsteps, he expected to return to the company alone but no, he wants to get to the bottom of this, I will not deny that I regretted saying this because I do not have a wife. I don't want to have it.
"Santiago, stop!" “demand after me “What is that you said? Do you seriously think I'm going to believe it? If no one knows, it's for a reason “he gets into the limo right after me.
“Malcom knows, because he's the only one I could trust in anything “ this is a very big lie but I'm upset enough to think it through.

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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
Chapter 114
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
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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
Chapter 112
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
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“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
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“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
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