Kevin walked into Gerald's office to find him eating some grapes Myriam had brought him."I can't believe it!" he exclaimed, "the almighty Mr. Lennox eating in the office," he joked, "I see Myriam is performing miracles."Gerald blinked and snorted."What are you talking about?" he questioned.Kevin rolled his eyes."She is a woman with a good heart, after how you treated her yesterday, if I were her, I wouldn't say a word to you" he emphasized; "However, she brought you breakfast, like a devoted wife concerned about her husband" he commented, "and the most interesting thing is that you are eating what she prepared for you" he smiled, "so she has the power to transform you and bring out to bring out the good things that you have hidden in the depths of your heart"Gerald finished eating one of the grapes, and was thoughtful, he didn't comment on it; however, he was curious what Myriam's face would make when she walked into her office.****Myriam greeted her collaborators and hurried
Myriam cocked her lips, although the boutique employees thought she was looking at herself in the mirror, her gaze was fixed on Gerald's expression, it was inevitable that her stomach did not shrink when she noticed how that cold gaze turned into fire, and her skin burned, her stomach picked, and for an instant they both wanted the same thing, but just like Gerald a flash of awareness came over her mind.This is not right, she told herself. He's interested in Bianca, she kept repeating in her mind, and it hurt, so she shook her head and went back to the dressing room.After trying on several more items including dresses, skirts, tops, pants, and shopping for various shoes, bags, and jewelry, she headed home.In the car that awkward silence reappeared; Myriam slid her fingers over to the music player, though Gerald didn't seem to like it, yet he seemed so intent on the road that he didn't flinch."On the other side of the moon by Gian Marco" began to play.Myriam closed her eyelids for
Several days had passed, the routine between them was the same, pretending before the others, just as they agreed in the contract they signed.The mornings before going to the shipping company, Myriam would go with Tony to greet Helena, they both met and became friends."Mrs. Helena, have you tried standing up?" Myriam asked, having breakfast with her.The lady took a sip of orange juice."I'm trying, but my legs won't work," she said, her voice shaking."Do you do therapy?"The woman nodded and said no more. Myriam put her hand over hers."I think there's something blocking her, a pain that she has stored in her chest that doesn't let her be happy, I think she should get rid of it."Helena squeezed Myriam's hand and shed a great torrent of tears until she choked on her own crying."I have been the worst mother, the cruelest," she began, "that morning, I went to pick up my children from school, I drove normally, Henry loved to sit next to me, and he always argued with Gerald saying th
In the afternoon, while Myriam was checking out some earrings, someone knocked on her door."Go ahead," she told him, then she was surprised to see her great friend Rubén de ella, she gave him a smile and invited him to continue. "How are you?" she inquired.The young man watched her carefully, looked at her discreetly, she looked radiant, very elegant, different from the woman he suffered so many months ago, he was happy for her, because he considered that Myriam deserved that and more from her."I came to apologize to you," he said, "although I still can't figure out why you plan to marry that man," he muttered, "I'll respect your decision."Myriam took a deep breath, looking at her friend tenderly."Sometimes love is born out of hate," she said. Gerald and I had serious differences, but there was always something that attracted us to each other" he indicated, "I can also tell you that behind that shell of an insensitive man, there is someone sweet, affectionate, thoughtful and with
Gerald smiled."I warned you not to drink so much," he said.Myriam laughed and then synchronized through BT, her playlist, she chose "Last dance by Lucy Grau""We'll start with something light," she murmured and held out her hands for him.Gerald stood up, with one hand he took her by her waist, and with the other he entwined her fingers with hers.Myriam inhaled that masculine fragrance and felt her legs shake, and she placed her hand on Gerald's shoulder and led him with slow, gentle steps."Very good," she smiled to herself, then as the violin strings plucked they looked into each other's eyes and continued to dance slowly, suddenly the rhythm changed and a drum was heard. Myriam raised one of her eyebrows. "Follow my steps," she suggested.Gerald gave her a crooked smile, pulled her close to her body, and began to dance, swaying his hips to the tune, spinning Myriam around several times, and she was stunned."You said you didn't know how to dance" she reproached him, moving her h
A chill ran through Myriam's spinal cord, she froze, like when she was little, and Silvia punished her, she turned around slowly and looked at her."Mom," she stammered, and immediately saw her give him a reproachful look, saw her place her hand on her waist and frown."If it's not for your boyfriend, you can't let me know that you're getting married again, nor have you sent me photos of my grandson," she claimed, accusing her with her finger.Myriam looked around her and noticed that the guests were turning her attention to them."I've been through a lot, but this is not the time to complain," she begged, "this is my friend Elsa, stay with her for a few minutes," she explained and immediately went looking for Gerald, who was talking to some associates."What happened?", she questioned when she saw her approaching him with a serious face."Thank you for getting even," she murmured. "Why did you bring her?" She questioned herself clenching her fists.The guests began to murmur among th
The next day Bianca appeared at her sister Isis's house, she entered with a wide smile on her lips, holding in her hands one of the city's famous newspapers."Did you read what they posted about your son's engagement?" she asked mockingly, interrupting on the terrace, where Isis was having breakfast.The woman chewed a piece of papaya and swallowed it."I haven't had time to read anything, what happened?" she inquired, "I guess that stupid Gerald as always ruined it", she snorted and took a sip of coffee.Bianca smiled widely."No, it was better than that" he indicated and placed the cover of the diary on the table, in front of Isis, "Gerald Lennox's mother-in-law is an old alcoholic, she insulted her daughter, in the middle of the ceremony" she laughed and sat down, " how I would have liked to be there, and see Myriam's face" she murmured, sticking a fork into a piece of watermelon, "I hate her, she thinks she owns Lennox Industries, and if you don't help me stop her, I swear she'll
Bianca tried to pounce on Myriam, but Gerald stood in front of her."Don't you dare touch her," he roared, looking down at her with utter contempt. "Get out of this house and don't ever come back, because I'll get you out myself," he roared, scowling at her.Helena's eyes widened when she heard it, she swallowed hard, hiding the fact that Bianca's words hurt her, but she was even more surprised to see that Myriam defended her, and that Gerald supported her.Bianca turned and walked out of the mansion like a soul from hell."I swear I'm going to get revenge," she growled.Myriam walked over to Helena and hugged her."Ignore her, you are a very strong woman, all the more reason you should walk and show that you are brave."Helena hugged her future daughter-in-law and sobbed into her shoulder, letting off steam."You are a very good woman", she stammered, "don't worry about me, better tell me, how do you feel?", she questioned, separating her face from Myriam's and looking into her eyes.