Christie stares at David seriously, not fully comprehending what he's just said, as her mind is consumed by the terrible fear that her brother might fall back into a coma, or perhaps something even worse might happen. When she finally understands what her boyfriend has just told her, as he looks at her anxiously awaiting her reaction, she embraces him happily. Without waiting for him to change his mind, she takes out her mobile and rings the solicitor.
"Good morning.""Good morning, Christie. What can I do for you so early?" the solicitor asks, concerned."I need you to arrange the papers for me to get married today," Christie requests, looking directly into Dr David's eyes as he smiles."I beg your pardon?" the family solicitor exclaims in astonishment. "What do you mean by getting married today, my dear?""Mr Solicitor, I simply need you to prepare the papers I must sign and for you to witness where necessary," Christie explains decisively. "I want to becoMr Thompson chides her, but in reality, he feels terribly afraid that what she's saying might be true. The night before, David had told him everything they'd done during the operation, and he was very concerned about the blood clots they'd extracted and their fear that it might have affected Christian in some way.He doesn't want his poor son to spend years lying in a bed again, not knowing if he'll wake up or not. Nor does he want to go through the forgetfulness that Christian suffered all these years, and now that things were better, this happens again."You'll see, he'll be fine," he repeats, more to convince himself than his daughter.Meanwhile, on the floor below them, in the room that Dr Ivan managed to secure for Isabella and Marta along with the children, Santiago dozes in an armchair beside them both. They had spent the night trying to convince him to lie down with one of them, to no avail; he remained in the armchair the entire
A considerable amount of time has passed since the events unfolded, and Isabella hasn't heard from Christian. She hasn't sought him out either, and although Marta continues to work at the publishing house, it's Christie who's in charge now. Despite Isabella's repeated inquiries about her brother, Christie remains tight-lipped, only saying that he's away on a trip. This has led Isabella to conclude that he must have reunited with Adele, which explains why no one knows their whereabouts.For her part, Isabella returned to university and completed the final term of her Business Negotiation and Management degree. She then resolutely began working with her father and grandfather at the shipping company. She wants nothing more to do with Christian and forbids anyone from mentioning him. Her focus now is solely on the goal she's had since discovering her pregnancy: to raise her children and forge ahead on her own.Isabella finds happiness in assisting her
Isabella stood for a moment, watching her young daughter who wouldn't stop insisting on being taken to see her father. After all, she had accepted him as such, and Christian had assumed that role, she thought."All right, I promise I'll take you to see Dad as soon as I can," Isabella conceded, causing Christian's heart to race. "Now, give me the phone. Hello, is that you, Christian? If it is, why aren't we talking? Christian...?"However, he didn't answer, just listening to her for a moment until he felt the call end. He wiped away a tear that had rolled down his cheek. His mother, who had been listening to everything, came over and hugged him tightly as she heard him cry openly on her shoulder."You have to tell her, son. You have to tell her," she suggested."No, Mum. I don't want to tie her to this life," he said sadly."What are you going to do, then?" Mrs Thompson asked, desperate because her son was sinking into sadness."I don't know. I jus
Isabella froze as she saw Christian standing with his back to her, just two steps away. He didn't turn upon hearing the door open, but rather moved towards the balcony as he spoke."Irene, take these papers to my sister for her to review and return to me for signing. I'll send them off today."Isabella realised he was referring to documents on the bed. She crept silently towards them and picked them up, only to discover they were their divorce papers. She opened her mouth to speak but heard him continue."Tell her to pay close attention to the section I mentioned, where I refuse to give up my children under any circumstances. I only want to set Isabella free to do as she pleases. She doesn't deserve to live like this... Irene, this isn't working. I'll ask Mum to assign someone else to attend to me."Isabella now struggled to comprehend Christian's words. Could he possibly be involved with the maid? she wondered, as tears rolled down her cheeks and a sob esc
Christian left the house to walk, immersed in his thoughts. He felt both excited and terrified by Isabella's visit. He wasn't sure if it was real, but he had sensed her scent."Sir, what are you doing here?" he heard the voice of a security guard. Without realising, he had wandered to the entrance."Emilio, by any chance, has my wife been around here?" he asked hopefully."How do you know?" came the question in return."Was she here? Did you let her in? I gave precise orders not to do so!" he said furiously, thinking he had been disobeyed. "Why wasn't I informed?""No, no, sir. Mrs Isabella came in the morning, and we didn't let her in. She waited on the street for a while, but then she left and didn't return," the guard clarified, observing him curiously."Are you certain she didn't come back or somehow enter the house?" he asked again. He had smelled her perfume; he was almost sure it was her in his room, that she had seen him and taken the divo
Isabella stared at her grandmother for a moment, then burst into tears again, inconsolable. Tania, not understanding, came to her side and hugged her tightly, trying to comfort her."Come now, darling, surely it can't be that bad to make you cry like this. What is it? Does Christian want a divorce?"At hearing the question, Isabella broke down crying again, as if her heart was aching unbearably. At that moment, her father Santiago entered, followed by her grandfather. They stood there, not knowing what to do, watching as Tania tried unsuccessfully to console her. Santiago approached and embraced her tightly."What's wrong, darling? Why are you crying like this?" he asked, concerned."It's nothing, Dad, it's nothing."Isabella tried to wipe away her tears and compose herself. Grandfather Sardino touched his son's shoulder and told him to leave her alone with her mother. Despite wanting to know what was troubling his daughter, Santiago understood it was best t
Marta cried out, her eyes wide open, as she read aloud the message Mrs Elmira had sent. "She says he had a tumour in his head, and they operated on him the day we were rescued. Lucy was right, it was Chris on that stretcher! He was critically ill in hospital for six months, and he went blind. God! It's true, Christian is blind!""No! It's not true, no, no, it can't be true!" Isabella's scream made them jump, as she had heard everything. "No, no, Chris can't be blind, he can't be, he can't be!"She snatched the phone from Marta's hand, reading the message Mrs Elmira had sent over and over again, repeating the same thing."No, no, it can't be true, it can't be true! Why didn't he tell me? Why?""Calm down, Bella, you won't gain anything by getting like this," Grandmother urged, taking her and leading her away as she saw the children, Santiago, and Grandfather rush into the kitchen upon hearing her screams."What's happening?" Grandfather asked, and Marta
Christian has sprung to his feet, only to immediately crouch down and tightly embrace his two children, who shower him with kisses."Mum didn't come, Dad, she went to work," Lucas tells him."Yes, Dad, it's just that I asked her to bring me to see you. Are you alright, Dad?" Lucy asks, stroking his face.Christian is so overwhelmed that he doesn't know what to do or say, he just manages to hug and kiss his children over and over again, wishing with all his heart that he could see them."Mum…, Dad…, Christie…"He calls out to everyone, trying to get them to come and help him, so the children don't realise that he can't see them. His sister immediately rushes out to see what's going on and why he's calling her with such desperation."Auntie!"The children shout when they see her running out of the kitchen door and they run to meet her, hugging her happily."Lucas, Lucia! How did you get here?" Christie asks, look
Days pass with shared laughter, warm embraces, and exciting adventures. Always supporting each other through good times and difficult moments, building a united and resilient family. Isabella and Christian found happiness in their love and in the beautiful family they formed. Time has passed, and they find themselves at a stage in their lives where routine and responsibilities intertwine with moments of tenderness and complicity.On a quiet afternoon, Isabella decides to climb onto a chair to reach a book on a high shelf. Christian, concerned for her safety and that of the baby she's carrying, calls out to her in an alarmed voice:"Bella, wait right there! You'll fall!" Christian shouted, trying to stop her. "You can't do that, eight months pregnant. If you fall, you could both get hurt. That's why I can't go to work at the office without making a fuss. You're always doing crazy things."Isabella smiles and jokingly replies, "You're exaggerating."They bo
Now seeing their parents hugging and kissing happily. Isabella gazes at Christian, her eyes brimming with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. The air around them is charged with expectation as their friends and family turn their attention to Christian, silently urging him to follow suit. Christian, who had meticulously planned this moment with Rodrigo and David, stands there with a knowing smile, watching as events unfold precisely as he had envisioned.His eyes briefly flit to his parents, who are visibly moved, their faces etched with pride and joy. They offer him an encouraging nod, their silent approval warming his heart. The room seems to hold its breath as Christian, without further hesitation, gracefully drops to one knee before Isabella.With tender reverence, he takes her delicate hand in his, his touch sending a shiver of electricity through both of them. His eyes, pools of adoration and unwavering devotion, lock onto hers. In that moment,
Santiago bursts out laughing upon hearing his daughter's question. He knows her well, and when his in-laws asked to come, he agreed even against Susan's wishes, who thought they should give Isabella more time to adjust."Didn't I tell you?" Santiago says, watching Susan's eyes widen as she nods, then turns to her daughter to answer."You can meet them whenever you want, they're desperate to come!" She pauses to look at Santiago, who can't stop smiling. "You're right as always, Santi, they're in the car waiting, Isabella.""Dad, call them to come right now! I want to finally bring our whole real family together!" Isabella exclaimed, feeling that at last everyone was going to be happy.The emotion intensifies in Santiago's voice as he hears Isabella's words. He feels overwhelming happiness seeing his daughter's desire to bring their whole real family together. Without wasting time, he takes out his phone and calls his in-laws, telling them to enter the estate
Santiago is in a state of indescribable happiness seeing the woman he has loved all his life and knowing that she is the mother of his only and beloved daughter. The joy he feels is so overwhelming that it's difficult for him to express it in words.As he observes Susan, his heart fills with gratitude and amazement. Every familiar feature on her face reminds him of the shared moments and experiences they've had together. The emotion completely envelops him as he sees them finally together, making him feel as if he were in a dream come true.The smile on Santiago's face is radiant, his eyes shining with pure and sincere happiness. He can't help but feel a deep connection with Susan, knowing that together they have created the most precious gift of their lives: Isabella. The realisation that their love has borne such wonderful fruit fills him with immense joy."Dad, could you get me a glass of water, please?" Isabella calls him, smiling as she sees how his e
Isabella looks at her father, whose face is lit up with happiness. And she knows, her father will finally be very happy with the love of his life. She can't help but smile seeing him like this. And she knows he's waiting for her to finally accept Susan, which is why he confessed this to her."My real mother did that for me without even knowing me?" she now asks emotionally, feeling that it's true, she has a mother who loves her and was willing to risk her life to save hers."Yes, my daughter!" Santiago answers, letting tears roll freely down his cheeks without hiding them. "Your real mum is very good, she's the kindest and noblest person I've ever known in my life! You look a lot like her, Bella. Now she's there in the car, waiting for you to receive her. Do you want to meet her, Bella?""Of course, Dad! I'm overjoyed to know that I'm not the daughter of such an evil woman as Eva!" she exclaims, feeling the urge to see the person who brought her into the world."
After saying this, Grandpa leaves towards the garden. Marta moves forward to take all the tests that Isabella still has on her lap, reviews them unable to believe it's all real, then turns to Isabella and says:"Bella, I'm impressed with your life. It's truly a soap opera. I want the rights to write it," she says enthusiastically."Ha, ha, ha... Marta, stop teasing me," Isabella plays along happily, not letting go of Christian's hand.They both laugh with Marta, who keeps insisting she's not joking. She assures them she'll write their story. She'll make an incredible novel about their lives, she's sure it will be a huge success. And although she claims she doesn't usually write this type of romantic plot, their story has everything: intrigue, secrets, betrayals, mobsters, which makes it unique."I'll write it, I swear I'll write it as soon as I finish writing this book!" she declares as everyone looks on."Do what you want," Christian and Isabella say
"The grandfather takes it, intrigued, as Marta and Tina look on curiously. He opens it and pulls out the paternity tests, which prove that Christian is the father of the children. He looks up, staring at them in disbelief. Marta, seeing his surprised expression, moves her wheelchair forward and snatches the paper from his hands. She reads it and bursts out laughing."I knew it!" she exclaims excitedly. "Lucas looked too much like Chris!""What is it?" Tina asks in sign language."Grandma, Christian is Lucas and Lucia's father! He was the one who spent the night with me at the hotel! He was the one who got me pregnant!" Bella explains."But that's not all, grandfather," Christian adds. "I remembered everything! All my memories came back!""Congratulations, Chris!" Marta shouts again, excited. "Congratulations on both things!""Many congratulations!" The grandfather hugs him.He still can't believe that Christian is the father of the children. He sep
After Isabella asks that question, looking at him with a huge expression of despair and at the same time of pain, Christian hurries to answer."No, no Bella, nobody raped you," he says firmly, still looking into Isabella's beautiful and fearful eyes. "That child you're expecting is mine.""Yours? Don't deceive me, Chris, I know very well you can't have children!" Isabella asserts."I couldn't," he affirms as he stands up again, leaving Isabella confused by his words.Christian takes another yellow envelope and returns to the bed where Isabella has sat up, intrigued. He hands her the results of the tests he had done to see if his sperm were viable, and gives them to his wife, who opens her eyes, still unable to believe it."What does this mean?" she asks as if needing to hear it."It means I was the one who got you pregnant, when you came to sleep with me those nights and that afternoon when we made love in the shower," he explains calmly and confi
Slowly, she takes out the white papers under Christian's smiling gaze. Isabella finally finishes taking everything out and sees two paternity tests, but she doesn't read them. She still doesn't understand."What does this mean? Did you find the father of my children?" she asks immediately."Yes, I found him!" Christian exclaims, unable to contain his joy in front of Isabella's gaze, who doesn't understand why he's behaving like this."Did you really find the biological father of the twins?" she asks incredulously. "Who is it?"Christian looks at her for a moment that seems eternal to Isabella. Her heart races as she considers the possible consequences this fact might have for her and her children. Now that everything seems to be going well, she doesn't want to introduce a stranger into her children's lives. Above all, she'll have to face the truth and tell them she lied when she said Christian was their father when he wasn't. That's why she doesn't understand the