LOGINAnd it was true, technically. If they were talking only about appearance, Helena did have an advantage over Camila; her beauty was natural and striking. However, in the past, Helena had always been extremely introverted and shy. She had no idea about seduction, was passive and too pure, never taking the initiative to please him.
At the beginning of their relationship, Edward liked that purity. It made her seem immaculate compared to other girls. However, as time went by, that innocence became boring. It became tiresome.
But now...
As their bodies moved together, Edward's mind betrayed the moment.
The current Helena... the woman who confronted him in the garden... was like a completely different person.
There was no more shyness. There was fire. There was danger.
It was as if she had turned into a seductive and untouchable fox spirit. Her personality had clearly worsened; she was sharp, cruel, and impossible to talk to.
Yet, paradoxica
For a second, the crew froze, thinking it was part of the scene. But the blood was too real.“CUT! DOCTOR!” yelled Cauan, realizing the disaster.The set turned into frantic chaos. The crew rushed over, surrounding the actresses.As soon as her feet touched the ground, Helena dropped the cursed sword and pressed her hands over Camila's wound, trying to stop the bleeding.“Call an ambulance! Now!” Helena commanded, feeling the warm, sticky blood on her fingers.But before she could do anything else, she was hit by a brute force from the side.“GET AWAY FROM HER!”Edward, who had been watching from backstage, flew onto the scene, pale with terror. He pushed Helena violently, causing her to stagger backward, and threw himself on the floor, pulling Camila into his arms.“Camila! Camila! My God... what happened?!”Camila grabbed his shirt, her face white as paper, tears streamin
And it was true, technically. If they were talking only about appearance, Helena did have an advantage over Camila; her beauty was natural and striking. However, in the past, Helena had always been extremely introverted and shy. She had no idea about seduction, was passive and too pure, never taking the initiative to please him.At the beginning of their relationship, Edward liked that purity. It made her seem immaculate compared to other girls. However, as time went by, that innocence became boring. It became tiresome.But now...As their bodies moved together, Edward's mind betrayed the moment.The current Helena... the woman who confronted him in the garden... was like a completely different person.There was no more shyness. There was fire. There was danger.It was as if she had turned into a seductive and untouchable fox spirit. Her personality had clearly worsened; she was sharp, cruel, and impossible to talk to.Yet, paradoxica
Camila looked at Helena with a toxic mixture of anger, fear, and a hint of triumph at having an audience.“Of course! I knew it!” Camila sobbed, pointing her trembling finger. “You still can't let go of Edward! That's why you hate me so much! You hate me because you know he chose me!”She turned to Edward, seeking support.“But how could you be so selfish and mean as to use such a cruel method to try to separate us on my birthday?! Edward loves me! He doesn't even love you anymore! What's the point of trying to destroy our happiness if you can't have him?!”Seeing that Camila was hyperventilating, her hand on her chest like an opera maiden about to faint, Edward went into protective mode. He hugged her, patting her back comfortingly.“Shh, Camila, calm down. Don't get so emotional.” He glanced apologetically at Helena, trying to smooth things over.“I'm sure Helena was just speaking witho
“Josh! Did you eat gunpowder for breakfast? Why are you attacking me? I just called to see if you were okay!”On the other end of the line, Josh closed his eyes, feeling extremely suffocated. He was angry. Angry at her for being so blind, angry at his uncle for being so perfect, and angry at himself for losing the battle before even fighting.He suppressed his emotions, forcing his voice to remain neutral.“Sorry. I'm at my father's company right now. He's having financial problems, and I've spent the day running around trying to fix the mess. I'm stressed.”It was a half-truth, but it would do.“Listen...” His voice softened, laden with a sadness that Helena couldn't quite decipher. “If you have some time tonight, log into the online game. I sent a rare gift to your account.”“A gift?”“Yes.” A pause. “Happy birthday, Helena.”Before Helena cou
Realizing that his son was looking at him as if he were Judas, Henrique lost his smile and changed the subject with the skill of a politician.“However,” Henrique continued, raising his voice, "the harmful effects of alcohol consumption far outweigh the benefits. Liver damage, loss of control, safety risks... In addition, you have to drink a very specific amount to get any benefit, which is rare. Therefore, science is on Mateo's side: unless it is truly unavoidable, it is best not to drink.Helena's jaw dropped.Mateo uncrossed his arms and smiled victoriously. Dad was back on the good guys' team.To deliver the coup de grâce and isolate Helena completely, Henrique folded the newspaper and added with the utmost serenity:“In fact, I've been trying to stop drinking lately. For my health and to set an example.”Helena collapsed. She threw her head on the table, defeated, her arms limp at her sides.
“Um... oh... my head...”Helena frowned on the pillow, moaning in pain in her sleep.Mateo's heart sank. He quickly leaned over and began to blow gently on Helena's forehead, as if trying to “blow the pain away,” just as she did with him when he hurt himself.A cunning gleam passed through Henrique's eyes. He saw an opportunity.He sat on the edge of the bed and placed his hand on his son's shoulder.“Son,” Henrique said gravely. “Seeing her like this hurts, doesn't it?”Mateo nodded vigorously.“Unfortunately, drinking is part of her social work. As her boss, I can't interfere too much without seeming authoritarian. But you...” Henrique paused dramatically. “If I were you... you could try to convince her. She listens to you. If you tell her you're sad when she drinks, maybe she'll stop.”Mateo's eyes flashed with determination. He nodded, with the serious expression of a soldier accepting a critical mission.Mission Accepted: Save Mom from Alcohol.The next morning.Sunlight invaded







