Slowly she began to study her enemy and all that she was going to do so that she could get close to him. She had never seen his face before but it was already said that he was a very handsome and intelligent man. It was only by photos that she learned about him, his family, his every move, she even learned by heart his routine, the same one he had given in his interviews.
Days, months, years that went that way, the lawyer for his part doing everything so that she could change everything she was, starting with her name.
Eight years that were soon reduced to five.
FIVE YEARS LATER
“Inmate Isela Velar, having served her sentence reduced to five years for good behavior, is now free.”
And just like that, the prison doors were opened only for her, who carried a suitcase in hand, ready to take on a new life as she had promised her lawyer and her best friend Adamaris, who in less than four months would also be released from prison.
A smile came to her face the moment she saw the sunlight. The wind hitting her face, for the first time after five years. Even the wind had a sound that she had been deprived of in those five years that she had unjustly paid for.
And just when she was ready to go on her way, a surprise.
“Isela!” shouted behind her.
Isela turned around. A smile came to her face. She couldn't believe that this person was in front of her.
“Antonio?” she asked in disbelief.
And without further ado, as If it were a person who had missed her all that time, he ran up to her and was able to hug her for the first time in his life.
Isela responded to his embrace in the same way. She felt a connection of friendship with him, nothing more.
In the comfort of his office, unable to take his eyes off the picture of the woman who was never his wife, Stefan couldn't believe the day had come. What he called injustice was justice for someone else.
“They reduced her sentence," Stefan said to his friend.
“You should let her live. She's already paid her punishment.”
“Not enough.”
“If they let her out, it's for a reason. Leave her alone.”
Stefan smiled. “Yeah, you're damn right. She went out for one reason only. For me to make her life miserable outside.”
“I'll never agree with what you did, you know there was no evidence against her.”
“Will you shut up?”
“The best thing would be for me to go back to work instead of looking for a way to make life miserable for someone who doesn't deserve it anymore.”
“Look for her, Ricardo!”
“ What?”
“Find her and bring her to me because I'm going to make her life impossible, I swear, I swear on Elisa's life. That's an order, Ricardo.”
Shaking his head, Ricardo closed the door leaving Stefan with a thousand thoughts on how he was going to destroy that woman.
He had never seen her face but he hoped that the first and last time he would see it would be only to see her on her knees as she begged him to let her die.
“I am going to do you justice, Elisa. If the damn police didn't know how to do anything, I do, I do, Elisa. I swear," he said, running his fingers over the photo of his fiancée.
Isela Velar. He was never going to forget that damn name.
Eating like she had never eaten before, having missed everything the world meant outside.
“Mmm, it's delicious!” Isela said over and over again.
In front of her all Antonio could feel was a little bit of grace for her. Five years to finally have her in front of him, where he could invite her anything she wanted, where he could feel her close.
“Do you want something else?” Antonio asked.
“No, no, I'm fine now. I'm going to leave you penniless if I keep eating like this.”
Antonio laughed. “It doesn't matter. I like you enjoying this moment.”
“The thing is that the prison food was a little tasteless and later, when I started making the food, I got bored with the same flavors. No matter how many combinations I made, the taste of each one was boring me.”
“Well, now that you're out there, there's a lot to do. You'll be the best chef from now on, I swear. You'll be the best and so…”
“So I can get closer to Stefan de la Barrera. He's going to pay for all the damage he's done to me and to people.”
“People?”
“The poor people, Antonio. I studied his life so much that I realized that he is one of those rich people who take what little the poor people have.”
“In three months Adamaris will be out of jail too. I want her to make her life the same way I do.”
“I have everything ready for both of you, Isela.”
“Isela?” She smiled. "Didn't you tell me that my name had already changed?”
Antonio couldn't help smiling. “I see you're not forgetting anything.”
“Not if it's about my revenge.”
Antonio opened his briefcase, ready to hand her the documents that were going to change her life completely. “Here is what I promised you.”
Isela opened the documents in a flash. Indeed, there was everything that her new life would be. Her name had definitely changed.
“My name... my name is Maria Fernanda Villegas?”
“Indeed, Isela. Today was the last time I called you Isela. You will present yourself as the best chef to that man.”
“And then my revenge will begin. I already got the chef Stefan trusted the most fired, that's where you come in.”
“How did you get him to resign? Where did you get the money?”
Antonio just looked down. “Let none of that matter to you. I'll only be here, being your shadow, being your conscience but never your heart. And when Adamaris is here, everything will be better, I swear.”
“I just can't believe that jerk quit like this," Stefan said, clearly annoyed.
“Why do you always have to insult people, don't you realize that you've become worse since Elisa died?”
“Stop talking about Elisa like that!”
“Over time you get harder to handle, but don’t worry, I have everything ready before the celebration! You won't need to worry any more, that chef will be here.” And without further ado, Ricardo left the office of the man who had become so unbearable since the death of his great love.
In less than a week the biggest celebration was going to take place. A presentation that would inaugurate the chain of Chinese food restaurants and suddenly, their star chef had resigned.
THREE DAYS LATER ‘All you have to do is behave like a woman of class, a simple woman, a woman who knows what she wants, a woman who is confident in her knowledge because if there is one thing I am sure of is that there is no chef like you, no matter what your studies are, you are better than them.’ Remembering those words, Maria Fernanda got out of the car that had taken her to that company. Immediately hatred came to her, her eyes were filled with so many negative feelings the moment she knew that in that den must be the person who made her so unhappy. Maria Fernanda's plan was simple, she was not going to present herself as the woman with a lot of money who came to make alliances with a man like him, she was going to start very slowly her revenge, she would be close to him, she would gain his trust by being a simple girl to in the end, give the most painful final he could have ever felt in life. With papers in hand, Maria Fernanda in her white coat, her hair tied in a low ponyta
In the apartment that Antonio, Maria Fernanda's lawyer and the same one who had a surprise for her just that day when she arrived, could be heard the loud singing of someone who could not be any happier to take a bath in a decent house.Wrapped in a bathrobe, Adamaris went out without caring that Antonio was there. Adamaris was like that, she liked not to worry about life, she liked the world to go by, she didn't care about anything while the world outside was going crazy for wanting to change it.“Shouldn't you go and change first?” Antonio asked.“What? Does it make you nervous that I only have a robe on?” Adamaris laughed.“No, the truth is that it doesn't make me nervous at all, it's just that if Isela arrives she will think otherwise.”Adamaris didn't avoid going with him and sitting next to him in one of the armchairs. She was not the kind of woman everyone thought she was, she was simply someone who didn't care about life.“Antonio, you don't have to explain to me why you're ne
Getting back from the world where he’d always found his best memories, not letting himself get carried away again as if he was at home, Stefan stood up while wiping away his tears. Despite the years that had gone by without her, he still loved the woman who never reached to be his wife, but he felt like, and when they were ready to show off to the world their love, life took her away.Maria Fernanda watched his actions. She also saw him wiping away her tears discreetly, and all that his pain represented to her was happiness in her heart. Stefan was suffering and that was exactly what she wanted him to feel. She just loved the fact of Stefan suffering for the rest of his days because in that way, he may feel the pain she felt every single day she spent behind bars while begging for a miracle that happened to take her out of there because she was innocent, she never killed anyone. She wouldn’t have.“You know what? You make me sick!” said Stefan walking up the door. “Go with Ricardo and
On a hospital bed, being taken care of by the same doctor who’d been the family doctor for years, Stefan de la Barrera started to wake up. He didn’t remember so much, all he remembered was feeling the cold ground on his back and a person who begged him to stay awake. “Finally, you wake up,” said that well-known voice. Stefan looked around. The only one he knew and was by his side was, again, his friend Ricardo.“What happened?” Asked Stefan right away.“You fainted in the same place where you planned on punishing another person just for being right.”“I don’t understand.” “I thought you’d gotten over your fears of enclosed places.”Little by little Stefan leaded on his elbows, and then sat up. His head hurt, he felt out of himself.“You should be a little more grateful.” “I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Ricardo.”“Well, happened that the same woman you took with you to the food room and punished in front of all people just for having said the truth was the same one w
As soon as Ricardo was seen by the guards outside the company, they ran to open the door for him just for being the best friend of Stefan de la Barrera. It just took a couple of hours to find out where the woman Stefan had talked about was.The truth was that Ricardo had hope in that woman as the one who could change his grumpy friend, the kinda man he’d become after Eliza’s death, Ricardo just wanted Stefan to come back to the person he was now that he’d crashed into his rival -a woman with no fears as Maria Fernanda had shown herself to be.“Good job! Send me the address of the woman and I’ll visit her myself,” said Ricardo to the man who’d gotten that information.“Here, sir, don’t you want us to accompany you?” “No, just two guards are coming with me. Thank you so much, and tell Mr. de la Barrera that the woman will be here any minute.” Without further ado, Ricardo went out with two more men, getting into one of the most luxury cars that Stefan had made available for him wheneve
Without lowering her look, without fearing more than she’d feared in the past, all she dared to do was to look right into the eyes. Now that she was a little closer to him, she could realize two things strongly important: what a handsome man he was, maybe he was the most handsome man she’d ever seen, and that bitterness seen through his weak look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mr, de la Barrera. Immediately Stefan realized what he had done, so little by little he stepped back. That woman in front of him wasn’t his wife, that woman surely didn’t know that Elisa used to have a dress in her closet like the one Fernanda was wearing. “All I know is you sent someone to bring me over, and as I am a woman who likes to be respected, I think that I have to show my respects to receive the same, right? I execute my career with respect, I don’t wish anyone or anything coming between my work and I.” Stefan rubbed his face, ashamed. “Please, take a seat.” Maria Fernanda did it whil
Throwing the documents he was holding to his desk, Stefan sat on his sliding chair in a single motion. He couldn't believe it,m, he swore he couldn't believe it. Laughing, Ricardo came in behind his friend. “What´s going with you, Stefan?” Ricardo asked. “What are you laughing at, imbecile?”“Hey, hey, don’t take that out on me!” Stefan sighed. His friend was right, Stefan could take it out on anyone but his friend, the only who had been there for him in his most terrible moments. “Happens that I hate that woman! I swear I can’t stand her, and in these 15 days I have to see her every single day are going like 30 damn days!” Ricardo laughed so hard, getting his friend’s Stefan. “What are you laughing at?” “I’m laughing at the fact of you finally finding someone as good as you, or even better. You’re found your reflection, Stefan!” “What are you talking about, Ricardo? What do you mean by ‘better than me’?“What I want to say is if that girl has the strength to face you in front
Walking here and there, knowing she didn’t know anyone there, but behaving like she did, Antonio and Fernanda drank from their glasses of wine while just passing by. Maria Fernanda her last card to play, and that was exactly she was presenting herself with. She was the author of such delicious snacks, without mentioning yet the dinner and the decorations of the tables, the salon’s and maybe everything around them.“This is exquisite! I can’t believe you have done something like this, also the decorations and everything you’ve created here.” One of the women congratulated Maria Fernanda. She just smiled at her. “I hope you can enjoy the night.” Antonio and Maria Fernanda had waited around an hour for the arrival of that person she hated the most in this world: the same one who had longed more than expected. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Antonio asked for the last time. Maria Fernanda took the little glass bottle out of the purse. “I swear this is the only way I have for Ste