Deep love: insatiable lover

When she received Enrique’s call, Vanessa, knowing that the Cazalla Group’s share price had stabilised for the time being, hung up after a few more words.

Worried about disturbing Mercedes, the call was answered by her in the corridor.

-Miss, you haven’t eaten all morning, why don’t you take something to fill your stomach?

Samara looked at Vanessa with concern, she didn’t know what was going on but she had to eat anyway, the Lady was still awake and if you didn’t take care of yourself, what if something happened to you too.

-I’m not hungry.

-Nonsense, how can you not be hungry. I have made steamed eggs, Miss, you eat some.

-Thank you Samara.

-You’re welcome, Miss, take care of yourself.

Samara waved her hand and moved neatly into the kitchen to bring out the steamed eggs. From a distance, she could smell the aroma of the steamed eggs, which looked especially beautiful with a sprinkling of spring onions on top.

-Miss, eat it while it’s hot.

Not wanting Samara to bother with her, Vanessa reluctantly ate the steamed egg.

-I’ll go and see if mum is awake.

-Go, I will prepare Madam’s favourite porridge in the kitchen. When she wakes up, I’ll take it to her.

-Good.

Vanessa climbed the stairs, pushed the door cautiously and entered. She had just closed the door when she turned and met Mercedes’ gaze. Frozen for a moment, followed by almost tears of joy.

-Mum, are you awake?

Vanessa lunged forward and grabbed Mercedes’ hand tightly.

The grip was tight, as if he feared that if he let go of the person in front of him, the person in front of him would disappear.

-I’m fine.

Vanessa’s voice was soft and tired, and Vanessa’s tears fell as she felt more and more guilty.

I didn’t know what to say, and I was nervous and scared at the same time. After the excitement of seeing Mercedes wake up subsided, she didn’t even know how to face Mercedes.

Mother and daughter were silent, neither of them speaking first to break the silence.

But what comes around, comes around, and running away from it solves nothing.

-Are these photos all real?

Mercedes looked at her proud daughter and her eyes filled with pain at the thought of what was in the photo.

Vanessa could have lied and denied it, but she couldn’t do it under Mercedes’ gaze. Her ghastly white lips trembled as she tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come out. So Vanessa could only nod her head.

Then he saw the disappointment written under Mercedes’ eyes.

These disappointments were like knives that cut hard into Vanessa’s heart.

How sad. He opened his mouth to explain, but there was nothing to say.

“Everything is a fact, so what’s the point of explaining it.”

-Since when? Vanessa, tell me, since when have you been so close to… Dylan? It was after your divorce from Orlando, wasn’t it?

Mercedes looked at Vanessa with an excited face and asked for her.

She could accept that her daughter was with her ex-husband’s uncle, but she couldn’t accept that her daughter had already been involved with Dylan during her marriage to Orlando. Because that was the type of person she hated most in her life.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

But now, his daughter… had become that too.

Vanessa, of course, could see the look on Mercedes’ face, but she didn’t deny it.

Because Mercedes will always know, and she can’t keep it to herself for the rest of her life.

-We, for a long time.

Vanessa looked at Mercedes and told her what she had to tell her, but the part of the deal she deliberately kept from her. The worst things were enough for her to bear alone.

-You guys… you guys really…

Mercedes looked at Vanessa in disbelief.

-Mum, I’m… I’m sorry.

What else is there to say but sorry?

-You are such a “good” daughter to me, aren’t you? Orlando was with his sister-in-law on his first wedding day, and you? I can’t believe you’re with your own…. Vanessa, you are such a disappointment to me.

The word disappointment was uttered with more impact than Vanessa could see with her eyes.

He felt that his heart had been thrown into the yellow water, bitter as hell.

-Have you forgotten how Melina came about? Have you forgotten your mother’s pain and despair during that time? I never thought, I never thought that my daughter would become the person I hated the most.

-Mum, I…

Hate? It’s a heavy word, and it’s also sad.

-How could you do such a thing, how could you! Vanessa, have you forgotten how your father died? If you really realised the gravity of the situation, you shouldn’t have become entangled with Dylan until now.

At the mention of Philip, Mercedes’ emotions were clearly out of control.

The anger in her eyes intensified and she glared at Vanessa with hatred.

I’m surprised your father’s death hasn’t awakened you to this level of self-indulgence, Vanessa. What’s the difference between you and Melina?

“There’s no difference between me and Melina? Orlando was the one who cheated first, I just couldn’t take the pain and suffering and accidentally started an entanglement that shouldn’t have started. Do I want to go on like this?”

Vanessa clenched her hands, her heart aching and almost numb.

Mercedes’ words continued to tear at his heart, causing him guilt and pain.

-You, come out.

Mercedes closed her eyes, as if she didn’t want to see her.

Clearly a real disappointment.

Vanessa pursed her lips to keep from crying and looked at Mercedes in silence for a long moment before getting up.

-Rest well.

He said in a hoarse voice.

Mercedes did not respond and Vanessa turned away in disappointment and sadness.

She asked Samara to bring Mercedes something to eat and waited outside. When Samara came out, she carefully asked Mercedes about her condition before returning to her room.

Mercedes did not see her again all day.

-Is my mother asleep?

Samara closed the door carefully and couldn’t help but sigh at Vanessa’s worried look.

-The lady has gone to bed.

-It’s OK.

-Miss, don’t feel so bad, Madam, she is not really angry with you, she has always loved you.

-I know.

Vanessa forced a smile, not wanting to worry Samara.

-You’ve had a long day too, go get some rest, I’ll keep an eye on my mother here.

-Thank you.

Vanessa didn’t force anything, looked at the closed door of the room and went out.

When he returned to his bedroom, he didn’t feel like sleeping.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, letting the cold water hit her cheeks, Vanessa had been crying for a long time when she came to her senses.

The wind had been blowing for so long that his body had long since cooled.

Vanessa returned to her room and lay on her bed staring in disbelief.

The phone on the bedside table blinked silently, displaying Dylan’s name.

The phone screen flashed for a long time, but there was no response.

-Damn it.