บททั้งหมดของ WILD REVENGE: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

By that time Amelia had been enduring so much. Marcos was by her side, sitting across from Valeria, who was cross-legged, with a smile on her face. It made her happy to know that Amelia as Erika would be suffering for her daughter at that moment. But she also had to admit that Amelia was doing a good job by not showing how worried and how much she was suffering for her son. It had been more than 30 minutes since the doctors had received the little baby in that hospital and no one had said anything yet. Amelia was dying inside, Marcos by her side and Zein crying while Patricia went out to smoke, according to her to calm her nerves.“I think I have to go to the bathroom.” Amelia got up and went to the ladies room. The truth was she wanted to cry her pain out, but not in front of Zein and Valeria because Zein would know everything and Valeria would mock her. “Please, if you know something, look for me.”Marcos nodded and looked at Valeria, who stared at her. There was no way he could kn

“Please, come in.” Zein asked the woman in the tight dress, who bowed at him as a way to tell him ‘thank you’.Even if Amelia felt nervous and with the need to run away, fearing her own son, Amelia smiled. On the hospital bed was her little son. He looked like an angel who was sleeping, who didn’t care about the world, who didn’t care about anything because he just didn’t worry about anyone and anything. And in front of him, watching him to sleep was his own mother. Patricia and Valeria were going to pay for all the lies they fed up her son with. A tear fell down from her eyes. Her son was sleeping. Amelia had to hold herself back from hugging her son. “He’s sleeping. I guess they just finished the tests on him.” Zein explained while Amelia seemed spacing out, imagining that life she didn’t have because of the cowardice of others like her husband.Suddenly, the boy on the bed opened his eyes slowly. “Dad?” “Oh, Gadriel? You’re awake. How do you feel, my cutie pie? Are you okay now?

Pouring herself a tequila, Valeria smiled at Charles. It seemed like she was in a better mood that morning. At least, she hadn’t gotten up with the desire to kill someone. “Eliminating Marcos isn’t an easy thing now that changes have changed. I know he came back to get his revenge.”“Wouldn’t it be easier for you to give him what was his and forget about the whole thing?” Valeria laughed out loud. “Really, Charles? Do you think he's going to forgive me for the five or six years I had him captivated in that mental hospital? Now the man has so much power, the same goes for the stupid woman that is by his side.” Charles laughed. “I never thought I’d be like that because of some of your victims, the same ones who came back from the mere hell.”“There’s something I will have to do, and really, believe me when I say I’m thinking twice about my next movement.” “Against who?” “My grandson.” “What?!” Charles got up from his seat. “Valeri, are you crazy? He’s your grandson.” “But he’s al

At the table that had been prepared for the Valladolid family, Valeria couldn’t help but smile. Harry and Zein noticed how happy Valeria was, so they wanted to know what she was thinking about. “Come on, mother, what have you been thinking about?” Zein asked. Valeria shook her head and and in an elegant position, she sipped from her glass of wine. “No, it’s nothing, my son. I’m just… happy…” “Why?” Harry wanted to know. By that time, Harry had become part of the family, so he always accompanied them. By that time, Zein had started believing in the words Antonio once said about Charles and their mother to have a relationship, but it wasn’t the relationship what worried Zein, but the things they may be hiding from the world. Harry was one of the few people Valeria hadn’t gotten rid of. Maybe… he knew many secrets about his mother. Maybe… when Amelia said Erika could’ve been set up by another person, that person could’ve been his mother. “I don’t know. I just see the happiness of th

THREE DAYS LATER It had been three days since the farmers found the bodies of those men at the venue. The complete town had been in silence, no one talked more than they should. And even so, there were people who didn’t like Amelia when she arrived to live there because she looked like Erika Valladolid, when they were notified that it was going to be the Muriel family the ones to pay for the funerals, everything started to change. But it wasn’t going to be the only help she wanted to give them. The rules were going to start changing that day. Around 20 or 30 people had attended the venue to hear the good news that the Muriel family had for them. “I want to give you the opportunities you never had, whether you work with the Valladolid family or us. I want to give you special attention to the people with special needs, also I want you to know that you have the right to get the medicine you need. It’s time to start changing the rules, it’s time for you to receive our help and have ac