This was the last straw! Of course, everyone already knew that those two were in love! Emily had declared it loudly!
But... Could they really not contain themselves in a moment like this, after everything that had happened and the fact that she had fainted? This was too much.
Maximo weighed as he entered the room, trying to shoot lightning bolts through his eyes, to burn Aiden's hands, which were still on his sister.
He was already in a bad mood about everything about Maximilian, added to what Isabella had told him about Diego and now he had to deal with this.
"Max?" Emily stammered, visibly nervous when she noticed her brother's irritation.
"The doctor has arrived..." Maximo growled, stepping aside to allow the doctor and Isabella, who accompanied him, to enter.
After several minutes of check-up, the doctor left, leaving recommendations for some rest and avoiding stress.
"All right, who wants to start? Máximo asked, while looking at the couple seriously".
"Max, I..." Emily tried to speak but was interrupted by Aiden.
"Maximo..." Aiden got up from the sofa next to the bed, determined and dignified. “Emily and I started our relationship some time ago, a few months ago, actually. Máximo raised his eyebrows, surprised. "And we decided to keep it a secret...
"I asked that it be kept secret..." Emily interjected, looking at the ground with embarrassment. - For my father... I knew that Maximilian would not accept it easily and I thought it was better to meet first.
"I thought they hated each other..." Maximo looked at Emily with a contradictory expression.
"Well, they say that from hate to love is only one step..." Emily shrugged.
"Emily..." Maximo took a step forward, but Aiden intervened again.
- Maximo, I know you don't like me, and we all know that I wasn't your fan either, but after all these discoveries and seeing that you are honest with Isabella, I have managed to accept you... I can even say that lately I have liked you a little.
"You say it because you are going out with my sister..." Máximo crossed his arms.
"And you forcibly married my cousin, whom I love like a sister..." Aiden replied, making Maximo frown even more. - Look, I'm getting to the point: I love her, I'm madly in love with your sister, and I'm going to be with her, even if you don't agree. However, I would also like us to get along, for our families and for the women we love. Aiden extended his hand to Maximo, who looked at him seriously and his lips pressed in a line.
"Max?" Isabella called him with concern.
"Maximo, please, I love him..." Emily interjected urgently.
After a moment full of tension, Maximo, absorbed in himself, reached out to Aiden, and gave him a firm squeeze.
"Welcome to the family, brother-in-law. Maximo said, lightening his expression and surprising everyone. "Thank you for everything you did, Aiden. Thank you for helping Isabella, my mother, for saving my family and for loving my sister, even though it can be a little unbearable at times...
"Max! Emily complained, blushing.
Maximo let out a small smile, trying to keep his seriousness. Aiden, relieved, was about to let go of his hand when Maximo held him slightly.
"But listen, if you ever hurt my sister, know that she won't be alone..." I'll make you pay for every tear she sheds because of you, understand? Maximo warned him with the same warning he had given Aiden when he married Isabella.
Aiden, understanding Maximo's gesture, nodded with a witty smile.
“I understand. Aiden said with a lopsided smile. "Thank you.
"Well, we'd better leave them alone..." Maximo said, taking Isabella's hand, who looked at him with admiration and pride. Finally, he and his cousin could get along. "But remember that the doctor recommended rest. He warned, causing Aiden to roll his eyes and Emily blush.
Just as the couple was about to leave the room, Emily's call stopped them.
- Wait! Max, Isabella!
“What's going on? Feeling bad? Maximo asked, turning worriedly.
"No, there's something I wanted to say..." Emily blurted out, visibly embarrassed.
"Tell me...
"It's... Above all, for Isabella...
"What's going on?" Isabella asked, looking at her curiously.
"I want to start by apologizing..." Emily began, moving closer to Isabella. The young woman, surprised, remained silent. - Listen, I... I'm new to this, I'm just learning to apologize. I was always taught to be superior and not to bend..." Emily tried to explain, noticing Isabella's confusion. “It's not that I want to justify myself, I'm just trying to say that I want to change, I want to be better and start by recognizing my mistakes. Isabella, I'm sorry for what I did to you and everything I told you. I was wrong; you are really a good, kind, honest woman. Without a doubt, you are much better than me...
"I don't..." Isabella tried to refute, but Emily wouldn't let her speak.
"Yes, I understand, I'm sure you'll say that you're not better than anyone else, you're... You are a great, brave, and intelligent woman, capable of facing my father..." Emily said, while Isabella opened her eyes wide. "Aiden told me that all this was because of you; You were the one who had the idea and made the decision to investigate it, you even wanted to confront it. That's it... Admirable...
"Thank you. Isabella muttered, visibly moved.
"I hope that one day you can forgive me and that we can get closer. Thank you for all you did".
"I have nothing to forgive you, Emily. Just knowing that you want to improve, I feel happy. And from the bottom of my heart, I hope they are very happy. " Isabella replied, looking at both Emily and Aiden.
Maximo wrapped his spouse around his shoulders, looking at her proudly. Emily was right; Isabella was a very brave woman, even though she herself sometimes doubted it.
After the emotional words, the couple left the room to accompany Marian and Elena with tea. There was only something left to be resolved, and in a few hours, Diego would have to face the truth.
"Good afternoon..." Diego greeted the woman from the service who received him at the door of the mansion.
“Mr. Ortiz, Mr. Collins is waiting for you in the office. - The maid invited him in.
“In the office? Diego replied, surprised. What was Máximo doing there? No one used that office, except Maximilian.
"That's right, sir. Go ahead.
Diego entered the house and went to the huge door of the office, knocking cautiously. Maximo's sudden call, for no clear reason, and the meeting at the Collins' main mansion, in his father's office, seemed suspicious to him.
"Go ahead!" Maximo's voice echoed on the other side.
Diego opened the door and entered. Máximo was standing in front of the desk, with a frowning and somber expression, waiting for him. The office seemed larger than usual. Diego approached cautiously, when suddenly, Máximo moved abruptly.
A strong blow hit Diego, who fell to the ground, dazed.
"You're an unhappy, liar! Maximo growled, feeling relieved after the blow.
"What...?" Diego stammered, trying to get up and holding his jaw.
"I know the whole truth, Diego..." Máximo continued, walking back and forth in the office. - You worked for my father...
"What?" Diego was surprised, wondering how he knew. Did he make a mistake? Or was it Maximilian who told her?
“Or should I say that... You work for our father..." added Maximo, stopping in front of Diego, who had already rejoined, watching him face to face, with anger and helplessness.
Diego felt as if he had received a second blow, this time in the stomach. He struggled to stay upright against Máximo.
"How do you know?" Diego stammered, completely astonished.
"Does that matter?" - Máximo replied. "The only thing that matters is that I know. I know that you are the son of Maximiliano, who is actually Gustavo Ortiz. I know that he planted you in my companies to keep an eye on me, and that you tried to steal my fiancée, Isabella...
"What?" Diego's eyes opened wide. His heart was beating wildly. What would happen now?
"Now that I've summarized everything I know, I recommend that you be honest and tell me the parts of the story that I still have to go..." Máximo hissed in a threatening voice. "Because if you dare to lie to me...
“Max... I..." Diego stammered, nervously.
"And the first thing I want to know is... Do you still have feelings for my spouse?"
"Come on! Tell me! Do you still have feelings for Isabella?! Máximo repeated, when he got no answer, while Diego remained paralyzed.
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