Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Millionaire's Fake Wife: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

A deafening silence had reigned throughout the car, Maximiliano's mother was looking out the window, while Maximiliano drove with a speed that only Amelia seemed to perceive, he looked worried, she did not know him at all, and therefore, she could not read his expressions, because she was not very familiar with them, but it was evident in his eyes that he was worried about something.Hearing how Maximiliano's son coughed sharply, was the only answer Amelia's quick thoughts needed, it didn't take her too long to tie it all together, she had heard the other woman accompanying them, say that the little boy was asthmatic, which explained a lot, rain was one of the worst enemies of asthma. The little boy coughed again, placing his weak little fist to his chest.Amelia watched through the mirror as Maximiliano closed his eyes for an instant."Does your chest hurt?" The man's voice sounded tremulous, weak, Maximiliano made a grimace when his son nodded, he dedicated himself to accelerate the

They had both lost count of the number of photos they had taken, more than once, he had wanted to send everything to hell, telling himself that it was not worth having to pretend so much for a couple of million, of course, the money would come in handy, regardless of how large his fortune was, money would always come in handy, but that money involved an emotional effort that he doubted he could make, the worst part was that the easiest part was that one: The worst part would come when he had to pretend to love that woman, who despite being beautiful like few others, could not awaken anything in him, the worst part would come when he had to pretend in front of his grandfather for the next three months. Not even she was willing to pretend so much.She had changed her clothes about four times in less than three hours, she had taken at least a hundred pictures, she had had to kiss him more times than she remembered, she had had to pretend that she had known him for a long time and that hi

After that unpleasant event, Maximiliano had decided that the best thing to do was to leave that place, the last thing he wanted was for something similar to happen again, as soon as the day was over, they would both leave. He had asked Amelia to rest a little on the bed, while he had stayed outside that room, thinking about too many things, and at the same time, about nothing at all, the only thing he was aware of, was that he wanted his son to be with him, he did not want to be there, once again, he questioned if the money he would get from that fake marriage was really necessary.A dry cough came from Maximiliano's lips, it was five in the morning, in two hours he would be leaving, he had spent the night awake, he was used to the lack of sleep, but he hated it, because it always brought with it its worst enemy: the desire to consume alcohol. He was grateful that there was no alcohol in that place, at least in the room where he had ordered. He closed the door behind him as he enter

The bad mood that Amelia felt in those moments was completely indescribable: she had slept horribly, and in all her years of life, she had never slept as badly as she had that night. She had not wanted to share a bed with Maximilian, but she had been forced to do so, she had put on covered pajamas, so much so that in the middle of the night she had had to stop and put on something shorter, and between sighs and denials, she had laid down on the bed, with Maximilian, with her husband; but that had not even been the beginning of her bitter night: he had begun to snore, he had hugged her on more than six occasions, he had kicked her, almost in the rib and had even pulled her so hard that Amelia had ended up falling and hitting her face, it was the furious scream of the woman -who had endured too much- that ended up waking Maximiliano, who with eyes full of sorrow for his actions, had apologized, but an apology did not erase the pain she had on her face; every time the man crossed her pat

Maximiliano was not a superstitious man, but when he arrived at the house, he could feel a heavy energy of worry; the absolute silence increased his thoughts, weren't they supposed to be having lunch? He looked in all directions, trying to find his grandfather, but that did not happen, because the man was nowhere to be found, neither was his mother, but that did not mean that he was not in the house and that at any moment he could appear, for that reason, he stretched out his hand to Amelia, so that she could hold it while they both finished entering.As husband and wife, holding hands, they walked through the interior of the house."Stay here," Maximiliano told her, releasing Amelia's hands, who nodded, "In the evening I will give you the money," he felt the need to say, "Now I will go get my son, I will be back soon".That was the last thing he said before leaving.A sigh escaped Amelia's lips, the woman took a seat on one of the pieces of furniture, and kept her gaze fixed on the f