Doña Eugenia felt a great disappointment inside, she expected her daughter″in″law to deny what they were saying about her in the social networks, but now the woman calmly confirmed what had happened as if she was talking about the weather, anger stirred inside her, she took a deep breath to breathe air into her lungs, she could not believe she had been wrong about Lía, she looked at her face, expecting to see her smiling expression, a symbol of joking, but it was not like that, she was grave.

″Why, what is it that you need? Doesn't my son please you sexually3? Why must you look for someone else in the street, when you have my son? He is a wonderful man... perhaps despot with everything but you... because he loves you deeply and is like a cuddly toy for you who only wants to be pampered by you? ″the woman questioned with a mixture of sadness and irritation.

Lia was about to start talking, but Marcos, standing in the archway that led to the living room, waved his hand and put his index