"Max?" Isabella stammered, feeling her heart stop.
In an instant, Maximo's strong arms reached out to press her to his chest, in a vigorous embrace, which left Isabella breathless.
Everyone around them watched them perplexed, however, for Máximo and Isabella, they disappeared, there was no one but each other.
Máximo had spent a month, an eternal and very long month without seeing her, without touching her, without kissing her, without smelling her and he missed her, for God's sake, as he missed her!
He would not have wanted their reunion to be this way, in a hospital and for an emergency, but that did not diminish the joy and automatic reaction in his heart to have her close.
"Isabella, are you okay? what happened to you? what did they tell you? He pulled away from her slightly to look at her face, checking her, while he machine-gunned her with questions, full of concern.
"Max... I... "Uh..." Isabella stuttered nervously, her heart pounding in her chest and her cheeks flushing.
Seeing Maximo again, reactivated every sense in her, of course, Isabella had been in contact with her spouse every night on the phone and she could not help but feel happy just hearing his voice, however, his mere presence overwhelmed her heart and mind.
It was so difficult to love her spouse so much and feel that she could not trust him, that screamed her mind, "be cautious", at the same time that her heart twisted to give herself without misgivings.
Isabella could not speak and did not want to speak either, she melted in the warm embrace of Maximo, who managed to whiten her mind for an instant and did not let her think of an answer clearly.
“The doctor said the fainting was caused by stress and overexertion. Diego interrupted, stopping next to Máximo with remarkable seriousness.
"What?" Maximo looked at Isabella instantly, and his face hardened with authority. “Stress and overexertion? You're pushing yourself too hard. I knew this was too much for you. I told you it was better to take some classes at home. You don't need to do this, Isabella, you need to go back...
Isabella turned away from Maximo, taking a step back as her face hardened.
"Too much for me?" What do you mean by that? He asked, his tone suddenly serious.
Maximus sighed in frustration, realizing the mistake in his words.
“These are studies that require a lot of time, Isabella. The classes are demanding, they are not to be done lightly..." He tried to explain, noticing the annoyance in his spouse's expression.
"I can do it, I've told you before, Max..." Isabella replied with determination.
- Not if you faint from overexertion... We will return home. Máximo took her by the wrist firmly.
"No! This isn't too much for me and I won't be coming back..." Isabella jerked away, backing away.
"Isabella, I'll do my best for you..." Máximo looked at her sternly. - You've seen what happened, you've been there for a month, and you've already fainted...
- No, I'm not leaving, it's not fair! I didn't faint from it! Isabella froze when she realized the mistake she had made.
"What?" What are you talking about? “Máximo looked at her confused. “What happened? Why did you faint?
"I... I..." Isabella felt her heart racing. Maximo's presence had stunned her, that was clear.
"Isabella..." Maximo growled, taking a step forward, and Isabella's legs began to tremble.
"She forgot to eat breakfast..." Diego intervened quickly. Máximo looked at him with disdain, clearly disgusted by the intrusion. "Maximo, this morning we left in a hurry. Isabella had several engagements at university and completely missed breakfast...
"Are you taking me for an idiot?" You just told me that he fainted from stress and excessive exertion... - Máximo replied, angrily. No one answered. "You know what?" I'll go and talk to the doctor myself...
Maximo tried to enter the hospital, but Isabella stood in his way.
- Maximo, what are you doing here? Why did you come? I don't understand, who told you? He asked, his brow furrowed.
"Does it bother you?" Don't you want me here? Máximo asked with a clenched jaw.
"It was me..." Diego replied to Isabella. "As soon as I got here, I called him. He quickly clarified, making sure Isabella knew he had done it before he knew what she had said about Maximo, and that she wasn't betraying him.
"I understand..." Isabella clenched her fists at her sides. - Listen, Maximo... The truth is that Diego exaggerated. He shouldn't have called you because I don't have anything serious, and I don't plan to come home with you. I want to continue studying, this is not too much for me. I am not less than you or any of you. If you could do it, why can't I do it?
"Isabella..." Máximo looked her in the eyes, his irritation palpable. She used to be submissive, sweet, and calm. What had changed?
- Sir! A nurse who came running from inside the hospital shouted from a distance.
"What?" Diego turned, surprised. Everyone looked towards the nurse, who was quickly approaching. She was one of those who assisted Dr. Green.
The nurse stopped next to Diego, trying to catch her breath. "Here are the missing results and the appointment for your spouse's next consultation..." He showed Diego some papers. "The doctor thought he could catch up with him before leaving..." He handed him the papers with a friendly smile. "Thank goodness I found them." Have a nice day and congratulations on the pregnancy. He leaned slightly towards Isabella before leaving.
Everyone was paralyzed.
"Pregnancy?" Your spouse? Maximo growled, his voice full of fury, frightening everyone present.
The atmosphere became tense as Maximo's face turned red and his muscles tensed.
"You, wretched, unhappy! Maximus roared, pounced on Diego. He grabbed him by the folds of his jacket, lifting him up and pulling him closer to him in a rage. "I'm going to finish you off!"
Maximo's hand detached from Diego's suit and turned into a clenched fist, directed towards his face. At that moment, Isabella jumped on Maximo's arm to stop him.
- Max, wait! She shouted, clinging to it with all her might. "It's a mistake, it must be!" - She tried to explain, although she herself did not know that Diego had pretended to be her spouse. Isabella feared Maximo's reaction.
Maximo stood still for a moment, trying to control his breathing and the trembling fist Isabella was holding.
"A mistake?" He growled, his eyes fixed on Diego, with a gleam of rage that seemed to scorch him.
Diego, feeling the intensity of the gaze, slowly opened his eyes. He had instinctively closed them, waiting for the impact that did not come.
"Maximum... I said I was her spouse; it was the only way they would let me in to see her... They only allowed family members. Diego answered, also breathing heavily, feeling frustrated and humiliated.
How would he have liked to have received the blow to answer him and teach Máximo a good lesson? but he had to remain solemn, it was his job to keep a low profile.
Máximo hesitated for a moment, although the reason Diego had given him was very valid, he could not help but feel the jealousy that was eating away at him inside.
"Good..." He let go of Diego with a quick movement. "I'm sorry..." He grunted reluctantly, between his teeth, tearing from his hand the papers that the nurse had handed him.
At one point Maximo, he looked at the exams and the ultrasound that confirmed what he had heard, his hands began to tremble.
Was Isabella pregnant? A tingle between fear and happiness lodged in the bottom of his stomach.
Máximo turned to his spouse, who was still by his side, nervous, clinging with her nails to the sleeve of her suit, feeling tears gathering in her eyes.
"You're... You're pregnant..." he murmured very seriously, looking up into Isabella's eyes, she nodded slowly, there was nothing else to do, how could she hide it?
"I... I am sorry... I..." Isabella muttered in a thread of voice, feeling a lump in her throat, as Maximo was still frowning, as if the news bothered him.
Máximo was breathing deeply, agitated, as if he had run a marathon, his hands began to sweat, he remained serious, thoughtful, he was just assimilating the news.
A moment later, his serious expression slowly changed to a faint and beautiful smile, which made Isabella's heart race.
"You're pregnant!" He said with emotion, dropping the papers to hold his spouse by the waist and lift her into the air, spinning, with her in his arms, full of joy and emotion.
Remaining silent, Máximo saw his spouse let go of her hand and go to the closet in his parents' room.He just watched her walk away not knowing what to say to her or how to cheer her up, how to take away that pain and make her feel better, it seemed like it had been a bad idea to let her come back so soon to that place so full of memories.The young woman approached a corner, bent down, sculpted for a while, very carefully among some boxes full of dust and from there, she took out a small box."What's that?" - Máximo asked seeing Isabella return with the box, she did not answer, she just left it on a counter, opened it and took some photos of it.Maximo saw the old and somewhat blurry photos that Isabella showed him, memories of her childhood, of a sweet and beautiful girl, happy with her loving parents.Isabella's crying intensified as she went through the photos, the moans became louder, Máximo couldn't take it anymore, after taking the last photo, he pulled her against his chest, s
The graduation ceremony was beautiful, each student went to the call of their name to receive their diploma and by the time it was Isabella's turn, Maximo's applause resounded in the room, who stood up to give his spouse a standing ovation, full of pride.Margaret was not far behind and little Albert, although he did not know very well what the party, he was at was about, followed the flow of his father and grandmother with joy.By the time the ceremony was over, Isabella said goodbye with nostalgia to her classmates and some friends she had made at the institution, while her family waited for her at a safe distance.At that moment, Máximo remained with a serious face, noticing how some colleagues hugged his spouse to say goodbye.During Isabella's four years of study, he had to restrain himself from jealousy with these subjects, so now that Isabella's studies had ended, Maximo also felt the relief of finally being able to take his spouse away from those vultures, as he used to call t
"How about everything, Collins? And my cousin? Isabella is there?" Aiden asked from the other end of the line."He's not here, he went out with grandma to the beauty salon, they're getting ready for the ceremony..." Máximo answered the phone."What a pity, I wanted to congratulate you, it's a shame that we can't be at Isabella's graduation, we really wanted to attend, but with so much work, it's been impossible for us..."Okay, she understands..." muttered Maximus."Even so, I must say that... I admire you, brother. I don't know how you managed all this alone..." Aiden said. Maximus smiled to himself. - Hey, tell her that I called her and that we send her congratulations and greetings from here..."Yes, I will," said Maximus when the shouts of a little boy interrupted the conversation."Is that Albert?" Don't tell me, they left you as a babysitter again..." Aiden blurted out in a mocking tone.- I'm not the babysitter, I'm the dad... and I do what I came to do, take care of my son, an
- Max, for what did you call us? Emily asked after greeting her brother and settling in front of the desk, next to Aiden."First, thank you for coming..." Máximo clenched his jaw, a clear sign of how tense he was."Collins, you're making me nervous... Don't tell me something else happened, because..." Aiden blurted out, leaning back in his seat anxiously.- No, nothing bad has happened... It's just that..." Maximo exhaled heavily, clearly uncomfortable. "I called them to ask them for a favor...""A favor?" Emily raised an eyebrow, in disbelief.“Yes, a very big favor...- Speak now, man... So much extension to ask for a favor? Aiden asked, somewhat amused.- Well... As you know, Isabella will give birth in the next few days, in fact, we are just waiting for the moment to come and, well, I thought that after a few months, when the recovery process passes and we adapt, I... I'd like to... Taking her back abroad...- What?! Aiden and Emily looked at each other, confused.- Listen... It i
Everyone was surprised, Ricardo practically froze for a moment."I warned you; you are wretched, unhappy... I warned you and you didn't listen to me..." Maximo growled, wielding the weapon at Ricardo."I... Lord... Hey... Collins..." Richard stammered, raising his hands slowly, as surprised as he was frightened.- You hurt my spouse, you disobeyed me, and you are going to pay dearly ... - Maximo said without cleaving looking at him frowning."Mr. Collins..." groaned Ricardo, swallowing thickly, trembling, closing his eyes when he noticed Maximo's determination."Max..." Isabella muttered, approaching her spouse, while speaking to him in a tone full of sweetness."They tried to hurt you..." Maximo growled at Isabella, without turning to look at her, because he knew that she would give in as soon as he met her eyes."But they didn't, look at me, honey..." Isabella insisted, getting closer."This is just something dirty, Max... I'm fine, I'm safe... Safe and sound. Isabella was already a
"Isaac! Isaac! Maximo shouted full of frustration, but the driver had already hung up.Máximo tried to call again, however, it was not possible, as the tone indicated that the device had been turned off."Damn!" - Maximo growled, hitting the steering wheel. "Those wretched Sinclair’s, they're going to pay me."Máximo murmured thinking about what he had heard and seen on the video call, with that recording it would be more than enough to sink Héctor Sinclair for the death of Isabella's father.As for Ricardo Sinclair, Máximo did not see him appear on the scene, but for Máximo, it was certain that this man would also be implicated.Immediately, Máximo dialed the emergency number, remembering that Isaac said that there was a smell of burning wood. He still didn't know exactly what was going on, but it was best to prevent and call in the army if necessary.At least, he was already very close, and, in a few minutes, he could face those men, but in the meantime, he was mentally praying for