INICIAR SESIÓN"Oh, there's really no need to send a driver for me," Elena replied warmly. "You're already overwhelmed with work today. Don't drive yourself anywhere; keep the chauffeur with you so he can drop you off whenever you need to move around. I can easily catch a taxi."
"Please, just listen to me on this," Adrián pressed softly, his tone resolute. "I can't escort you back myself, so letting the driver drop you off is the only way I'll have peace of mind."
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Yet, the moment he stepped through the front door and found Elena waiting for him alongside his mother under the warm glow of the living room lights, every lingering trace of exhaustion and gloom had instantly vanished."Aren't you finished eating yet? Come get washed up," Elena called out softly as she stepped out of the bathroom, noticing him still lost in thought on the couch."Right, coming," Adrián snapped out of his reverie and followed her inside.After cleaning up, he slid into bed and wrapped his arms securely around Elena, pulling her close. Leaning in, he whispered against her hair, "Darling, what perfume are you wearing? You smell amazing.""It's just your shower gel. We share the same bottle, so you smell the same way," Elena replied with a soft giggle.With everything that had transpired over the past few weeks, it had been a long time since they had shared such an intimate, peaceful moment. Feeling a sudden surge of shyness, E
Adrián pulled his arm back, looking at her with deep disappointment. "Joan, I've always treated you like my own sister. I've given you nothing but respect and kindness. Why would you do something so malicious?""Because I love you." Joan cried out, tears welling in her eyes. "Don't you realize how much I care about you?How is Elena better than me? How is she worthy of being your wife?I couldn't bear watching you belong to her.""It is not up to you to decide who is worthy of my love," Adrián stated firmly.He took a step back, his voice distant and uncompromising. "Out of respect for your family, I won't ruin your reputation publicly. But I will be having a private conversation with your father about everything you've done. And I expect you to leave the country immediately. I do not want to see your face here ever again. You know I mean what I say."Without waiting for her reply, Adrián turned and walked toward the exit.
"You can't just frame me out of thin air," Bruno yelled, his voice rising hysterically as he lunged a step closer to Adrián. "Is it a crime to attend a public event? I'm Miranda's ex-boyfriend—is it illegal for me to check on her?""Hey.Back off." The marketing manager barked, immediately signaling the bodyguards, who tackled Bruno and pinned his arms behind his back before he could get anywhere near Adrián.Adrián checked his wristwatch, entirely unbothered by the outburst. "This is your final warning, Bruno. Tell me who instructed you, or I'm walking out that door and letting the law handle you."He turned on his heel to leave."Wait. Stop. I'll talk." Bruno shouted frantically at Adrián's retreating.Adrián paused and turned around. "Who was it?""It... it was Miss Joan.""Joan?" Adrián stared at him, genuinely stunned. Of all the names he had run through his head, hers had neve
She paused, letting the silence settle before introducing her next point. "Now, regarding Miss Elena—the person who has been the target of so much public curiosity. I want to take this opportunity to share something else: Miss Elena is not only President Adrián's wife, but she is also the actual mind behind my song, Ordinary Road."For three full seconds, the room fell dead silent. Then, a wave of noise erupted that was twice as loud as before."Wait, what?Wasn't Ordinary Roadcomposed by Bruno?""Exactly.Didn't Bruno constantly claim he wrote that track specifically for Miranda? How could it suddenly belong to Elena?"Back in the monitoring room, the marketing manager wiped his dripping forehead and turned to Adrián in disbelief. "President... is Miss Miranda telling the truth? Miss Elena actually writes music?"Adrián offered a quiet, proud nod."That's unbelievable.I've l
"Well, if you really mean that, you can buy me a lavish dinner once I'm discharged," she teased lightheartedly."It's a deal," Adrián said, smiling.Hanging up, he immediately summoned his PR director. "Secure the main banquet room on the ground floor of the MGM Grand Hotel for 7:00 PM tonight. We're hosting a press conference.""A press conference?" The PR manager blinked in astonishment. "For what purpose, sir?""Miranda is addressing the public herself. Just secure the venue and notify our trusted media contacts.""Understood, President.I'll see to it immediately."With the central crisis finally finding a resolution, a wave of relief washed over Adrián.Meanwhile, Elena remained entirely unaware that her name was currently trending across social media networks. For the first time in her life, she had become the center of a viral public scandal—and under the worst possible pretenses.Outside the Ale
"Miranda? What's wrong? Please don't cry." Panicking at her sudden outburst, Daniel held her tentatively, completely at a loss.Looking up from his chest, her eyes glistening with tears, she managed a watery smile. "You complete idiot... I'm crying because I'm touched, okay?"Daniel's heart gave a sudden leap. "Then... Miranda, will you still drive me away? Will you give me the chance to stay here and take care of you?"Miranda wiped her tear-stained cheeks and huffed lightly. "When did I ever say I was driving you away? I only mentioned hiring a nurse—are you telling me you refuse to stay? Or are you just looking for an excuse to run off and abandon me?""No.Absolute not." Daniel stammered, his face lighting up with uncontainable joy. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be than right here taking care of you.""You really are a fool, Daniel," Miranda murmured, leaning back into his warm embrace. Throughout all her past relationships, she h







