Chapter thirty three

that and I still played with her heart, but today I don't do that anymore and I want to be the husband that she and the baby deserve.

When I got home, I saw the guys from the security guards running around excitedly as if looking for something, with one hand I called Rafa, but I stopped to see the face of one of the guys.

"What the hell happened here?" I asked as I approached the boy, who had a split lip and a swollen eyebrow. "If you were fighting with each other, I want you to know that I don't accept such actions at home, my wife can't see that kind of attitude in you," I ask them.

"It wasn't them." Andre's voice comes from the house and by the look on his face I know I'm not going to like it. "Come in."

We walk into my office, he picks up a yellow manila envelope and hands it to me in a not so nice way, the envelope hits the floor because of how fast he throws it in my face.

"What the hell are you up to, André? He wants us to fight again, I'm telling you that I don't want to do an