***Chapter 65.“You are not taking me seriously, right?” Paul asked with a surprise look. He blurted about marriage and now his cousin thought he was suggesting that he proposed to Isabella.“What can I say, you are a genius”, Luciano chuckled. His cousin was not just a good friend, but also the best adviser he ever had.Marrying Isabella was not a bad idea. Maybe after the marriage, both families will have no choice but to make up for the lost time.Juan was going to be the happiest kid in the world. He wanted this to happen a long time ago. The boy carved a family and he will get it.“Don’t get too excited, Lucianolito”, Paul tried to calm him down. He did not realize that his words affected his cousin’s thinking. If grandmother finds out that he was the one who made such a stupid suggestion, she will kill him. “ I didn’t mean it. What I said was a joke. You can’t marry Isabella. You know it.”“I can. Who says I can’t?” Luciano asked. He closed the laptop his cousin was working on.
Isabella got to school a few minutes late for closing time. She had called Luciano earlier, and he promised to wait in the park with Juan. She got down from the car and followed the walkway that led to the park.When she got there, they were discussing like father and son. Luciano sat next to Juan. His hand was behind Juan’s back as they spoke.She had never seen this side of him. Seeing them together makes her eyes wet. Isabella stopped as she watched the both of them from a distance. Juan laughed and Luciano hugged him tightly.Isabella could not control the tears. They came rushing down her cheeks like two rivers. Her son has been missed so much in life. He had no idea what it was to have a father until now. Juan also complained that the kids always mocked him for not bringing his father to the parents' meetings.Many a time, she tried to fill in the gap, by acting as a father and mother to him. But Juan wanted a real man by his side. He wanted someone who would take him to the mal
**A second marriage? Isabella never stopped asking herself as they settled down. The private eatery upstairs had been booked by Luciano and a stranger. She had never seen him before. Most of the people living in Santa Marta knew each other. Even if they did not interact with each other, they knew their faces, way of dressing and the way they talked.The man seated a few tables away from them was certainly not from Santa Marta. She was seeing his face for the first time. However, she did not want it to be a headache. A lot was already going on her table.The table at which they sat was closed to a transparent window. Juan was excited about seeing the road from there. He kept peeping until he was asked to choose from the menu.“Menu?” Juan asked innocently. He was already confused before looking at the book in front of him.“Yes, love. I will help you choose, okay?” Isabella calmed him down. She kissed his fat cheeks and he smiled. Turning to Luciano, he asked “have you been here befor
**Chapter 68.“Have you met my uncle before?” Luciano asked with his gaze at her. He wanted to know if they had met before. Santa Cruz was not far away from here. It could be that they met at an event.“N-no…no,” Isabella faked a laugh. She clapped her hands to shove the question down the road, but Luciano did not give in. He was still waiting for an answer. She had no choice but to tell him half of the truth. “Fine. I saw him from the photo frame in your office.”“Seriously?” Luciano was surprised. He hid the frame in his drawer. It only means his girlfriend went through his things without permission. “I hid that frame in my drawer. How come did...”“I searched your drawer,” Isabella's face dropped. The situation was embarrassing. He would think that she spent most of her time in the office going through his personal stuff. “Forgive me, but it was only once.”Luciano was still surprised. He nodded with a smile. “We will talk about this later, and you will get your punishment.”“As l
Chapter 69.Isabella wished the ground would swallow her alongside Juan. Mama Dora was the last person she wanted to see right now. The woman has caused problems for her and only God knows what she is going to do next.“This looks like a happy family,” mama Dora said, her eyes filled with envy. She wished it was her daughter standing next to Luciano Reyes. But no! It was the town's famous divorcee, Isabella.“Hello,” Dora walked to where they stood. She cupped Juan’s fat cheeks. “Isn’t he the cutest kid you have ever seen? Those green eyes look exactly like Luciano's.”The statement made her heart skip. Isabella did not like the way the conversation was going. If Luciano starts questioning her about Juan’s father, she won’t have valid answers to give.“It is enough, Dora,” Isabella faked a smile. She did not forget the favor Dora did to them. “We were going home before you called my name.”“I was surprised to see you here” Dora smiled, holding her arms. She wanted to discuss with her p
“It seems Dora appears everywhere you go these days,” Manuela said angrily. She knew that the act was well planned by that witch and her mother. “Are you sure she is not following you?”Isabella did not have an idea. She wondered what they would benefit from hurting her. “I have never offended them. Why are they doing this to me?”“Because they are jealous of you, Bella” Manuela told her. She was forgetting the important part of this. Her best friend caught the heart of the best bachelor…a billionaire for that matter. “You know why. It is for the obvious reasons. You have Luciano, baby girl.”Isabella laughed. She could not hide the fact that the statement excited her. If anyone told her that she was going to date a Reyes, she would definitely kick him or her. It was shocking that the only man who was able to love her purely was a Reyes.“Forget about Dora and mother. Juan told me that he covered up for us,” Isabella told him his godmother. She knew it was wrong for her son to get inv
***Chapter 71.“This is your fault,” he told his father. Luciano paced back and forth in front of his mother’s door. The doctor had been in the room for some time now, and he shut them out. Only Rosa was allowed to stay inside with her.Mr. Julio did not utter a word. He was feeling guilty when he saw his wife this morning. Within those hours, he neglected his wife, life had been shit to him. He was going to fix things up by going on a date with her in the evening.“Can you stop blaming your father?” grandmother got pissed. Sarah brought on herself when she became an ally of the Jimenez. They played a fast one on her by bringing a Jimenez to her table. It was more humiliating than disrespecting her family legacy. “It's not like he just decided to punish your mom. She wronged him and the entire family. Instead of apologizing to me, she was arguing about who was right in the situation.”His blood simmered like water on the brink of boiling, threatening to overflow and scald everything
Chapter 72.The next morning, Isabella resumed work. She dropped Juan at school first before going to the office. The day was going to be tough because she had to convince Luciano to introduce her to his uncle. It was going to sound strange…who knows? He may not want it.He was not in his office when she arrived. The secretary told her that he hadn’t come to work. It was unlike Luciano, but Isabella was afraid to call him while at home. He might be with his family or …what if one of them picked the call? She will be causing more problems for him.Settling on her desk, she went through the files on her table. The work there was so little that she began to worry that her absence there would be missed.Isabella spent twenty minutes on those files. She submitted them to Luciano’s desk and went back to her space. She hated the fact that none of them had come to work even though they were usually early birds.She took out her phone from her bag and swiped right. Opening her Instagram app, I
Chapter 75.“Mother, you tricked my son” Isabella reminded her mom when she got downstairs. By now, Juan had already finished two slices of pizza. His grandmother poured juice into a glass and gave it to him.“I didn’t, your son fell for my pizza,” Mrs. Jimenez told her. She ran her hand through his hair and kissed him. “You will always be my favorite.”'Not after you find out he is a Marquez', Isabella muttered to herself. She was already dressed. Manulita had a few calls to make upstairs. As for Juan, he gave her the double work. She had to change his outfit.“Juan, come here,” Isabella called and when he came, she whispered “your daddy is waiting. Can we go and change your clothes?”“Yeah,” Juan jumped. However, he did not drop the piece of pizza in his hand. He bit it and rushed to where his grandma was and handed it over to her. He ran back to his mom and they went upstairs.Quickly, she changed his clothes and they headed out.The driver was asked to stay behind. Isabella did no
Chapter 64.She still wore her night dress. Her eyes barely opened as she asked the question. Her face looked more like it had received several slaps while asleep. “Who is Juan's father? She asked again.Isabella froze. Her lips parted, but no word came out. For a second, she thought her heart would come out through her mouth. It was beating faster than a drum. She felt her pulse quicken. If it dared to stop, it would be the end of her.Over the years, she managed to hide the truth from Mrs. Jimenez and everyone in Santa Marta. It was going to be hell for her and Juan if the truth came out. How will she face her mom? Will the poor woman be able to bear the news? What if she gets another heart attack after knowing the truth?“Eh… We were talking about Rodriguez, aunt” Manuela lied. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her palms were also sweaty. She shivered at the thought of Mrs. Jimenez found out the truth. The old woman may never forgive her daughter for it.“Rodriguez?” Mrs Ji
After dinner, Isabella took Juan to his room. It was a small room filled with the wallpaper of captain man. He also drew his dreamed family. He always wanted a dad to be presented in his life, and she knew the boy was right. He deserves a father.“Mom, where you scared today?” Juan asked as they sat on the bed beside each other. His mom looked at him with tears in her eyes. She had no idea what to say to him.“I-I was scared at some point. But your mom is strong. Do you know that?” Isabella said, fighting the tears.“Well… I got scared too, mom” he told her. “Grandma said it’s okay. Everyone gets scared at some point in life, and it doesn’t matter. We are all fine now.”Isabella was speechless. She didn’t know when the hot tears rolled down her cheeks. Her boy has grown so big with a good sense as well. She knew exactly what he was trying to do. He wanted to make her feel better just the way his godmother, Manuela, would do.Juan saw the tears rolling down his mom’s cheeks. He wondere
Luciano arrived just in time for Paul's funeral, his heart heavy with grief but filled with determination to honor his cousin, his brother, in the best way he could.The sun was hidden behind clouds, casting a grey light over the crowd gathered at the cemetery. The entire town had come to pay their respects. Friends and family, dressed in black, stood together, whispering condolences and recalling fond memories of Paul.Even friends from abroad had flown in, further testament to how much Paul had meant to so many people.Luciano looked around at the faces of the people, some who had known Paul since childhood, others who had only crossed paths with him later in life.They all shared the same somber expression, united by the loss of a man they admired and loved. The air was thick with sorrow, but there was also a quiet reverence, a collective determination to honor Paul in the way he deserved.The ceremony was simple but heartfelt. A local priest led a brief prayer, offering words of co
The air was thick with tension as Luciano drove away from the villa, leaving the preparations for Paul’s funeral behind.The road ahead blurred in his vision, but his mind was clear. Today was the day of Paul’s funeral, a painful farewell to the cousin who had been like a brother to him.But there was one more matter that needed to be settled before he could say goodbye properly. He was heading to the prison yard, where Rodriguez was awaiting execution. The day of reckoning had arrived.Luciano gripped the steering wheel tighter as he approached the prison gates. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting long shadows across the barren landscape.He could feel the weight of what was about to happen, but there was a sense of grim satisfaction in knowing that justice would finally be served.Rodriguez’s death would never bring Paul back, but it would close a chapter that had been filled with betrayal and pain.As the guards escorted him through the sterile halls of the prison, Luciano k
*****The afternoon sun poured softly through the windows as Manuela, Isabella, and Luciano sat around the dining table, their faces marked by a quiet sadness.The house felt different since Paul’s passing, quieter, as if even the walls were mourning his absence.The weight of his death still hung heavy in the air, but today they needed to focus on something else—Paul’s upcoming funeral.“We have to make it special,” Manuela said, her voice barely above a whisper. She had been crying on and off for days, her heart still breaking at the thought of losing Paul so suddenly. “He deserves the best, after everything.”Luciano sat silently for a moment, staring down at his hands. It was still hard for him to think about Paul without feeling a sharp pain in his chest. His cousin had been more than family; he had been a brother, a friend, and a source of strength. “He does,” Luciano finally agreed, his voice thick with emotion. “I want his funeral to reflect how much he meant to all of us. He w
**Two weeks had passed since the accident, and Juan was finally ready to leave the hospital. The doctors had been impressed by his recovery, considering how serious the injuries had been.Now, the hospital room was filled with a sense of relief and anticipation. Isabella and Luciano sat by Juan’s bedside, the weight of everything that had happened slowly lifting, replaced by the joy of seeing their son healthy again.Juan, now more energetic, sat up in bed, swinging his legs back and forth as he played with a toy car Luciano had brought him the day before.His eyes darted between his parents, excitement bubbling beneath the surface. He was finally going home, and for the first time in his young life, he fully understood that Luciano was his father.The bond between them had grown stronger in the days since the truth came out. Juan, who had always been attached to Luciano, now clung to him even more.“Are we leaving soon?” Juan asked, his voice full of hope.Isabella smiled, gently str
Luciano sat in the dimly lit living room, his mind spinning as he tried to process the news.The revelation that Rodriguez had conspired to kill him, along with Dora, his so-called lover, was beyond anything he could have imagined.Manuela and Isabella sat nearby, equally shaken, as the weight of everything they had just learned hung heavily in the air.The silence between them was thick, filled with disbelief and the echo of unanswered questions.They had never once suspected Rodriguez or Dora of being capable of such malice. Rodriguez, yes—he was a volatile man, full of jealousy and bitterness—but Dora? Sweet, quiet Dora, who had always seemed so devoted to Luciano? It didn’t make sense.“I still can’t believe it,” Manuela whispered, her voice barely audible. “I never liked Rodriguez, but I didn’t think he would go this far.”Luciano’s face was tense, his brow furrowed in deep thought. He had been sitting in the same spot for hours, staring off into space, trying to make sense of eve
****The tense silence in the hospital waiting room was shattered when Rodriguez stormed in, his face twisted in anger.Dora trailed behind him, a smug look on her face as she watched the tension rise. He had just heard about the accident, and without bothering to gather all the facts, he immediately set his sights on Isabella."This is all your fault!" Rodriguez bellowed, pointing an accusing finger at her. "How could you be so careless, Isabella? You were supposed to take care of him, and now look what’s happened to my son!"Isabella's heart pounded in her chest as the words hit her. She had been struggling with guilt and worry ever since the accident, but hearing Rodriguez hurl those accusations at her in front of everyone felt like a slap in the face.Luciano, who had been sitting beside her, clenched his fists but said nothing. He knew better than to escalate the situation with Rodriguez, but his silent fury was evident.Isabella stood up, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger