All Chapters of Rejected by the Cowboy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31On Christmas Eve, André called inviting Dolores to go to the beach with him and a guy he was seeing. She refused. She said she wanted to be alone, that she wasn't willing to be a third wheel, and that's exactly what she did.To not let the date go unnoticed, she improvised a simple supper: a panettone, chicken legs with potatoes, and a salad. She ate alone and was asleep before ten at night.The next day, she received Merry Christmas messages from her mother and André. If her mother didn't live in Portugal, she would certainly be there with her. But the reality was to accept it: she would be alone.Something that, before meeting Zacky, Nyra, and the cowboys, never bothered her. Now, however, she missed everything that came from that farm.The days passed. New Year's arrived, and with it, work, bills, and routine starting again. Dolores tried to keep busy, dive headfirst into the boutique's new collections, occupy her mind with fabrics, cuts, and deadlines. But, despite all

Chapter 33They entered the room; he stood in front of the window watching the water falling forcefully from the sky, and she sat on the sofa. The sound of rain began to thicken on the roof, announcing the approaching storm."You show up here after weeks," he said, his back turned as he watched the rain, "turn my life upside down again and drop a bomb like this in my lap. What do you expect, Dolores? That I just accept it?"She took a deep breath, wiping the tears from her face with the back of her hand."I didn't come to drop anything on you. I came because you have the right to know. That's all."She paused, swallowing her sobs."I could have stayed in the city, pretended nothing happened. But I couldn't. Because..." her voice faltered, "because this child is yours too."He closed his eyes for a moment."And what if I don't believe you?" he asked, still not facing her."Then do whatever you think is best," she replied with a painful calm. "A test, a doctor, whatever you want. I have

Chapter 35The next day, she was finishing putting on the same clothes when she heard someone knock at the door."You can come in."Zacky entered carrying the suitcase."You left the car unlocked. Put on something else."She thanked him. As soon as he left, she changed her clothes, closed the small suitcase, and went downstairs."I need to go. Tomorrow is Monday and I have to work," she said upon finding him in the living room.He nodded, went to the office, wrote a number on a piece of paper, came back, and handed it to her."I bought a phone and got internet for the cameras. When you go for the ultrasound to find out the baby's sex, let me know a few days in advance."She agreed.She said goodbye and headed to the car. On the way, he took the suitcase and helped her. Nyra watched silently, trying to understand what was happening. The owner's female had been gone for a long time, now she was back different, expecting a pup, and yet the two were distant. It didn't make sense to her.Z

Chapter 37She laughed softly.“Have you turned into a watchdog now?” she teased.“Someone has to be,” he replied, leaning back against the chair. “I promise I won’t get in the way.”Dolores watched him for a few seconds. His presence there was strange, but in a way, comforting.“All right,” she said at last. “I’ll show you your room. Come with me.”They walked through the living room; he grabbed his backpack and followed her.“Thanks. I’m going to take a shower. See you in a bit.”She nodded and went back to the living room. Half an hour later, she was drumming her fingers on the small table beside the sofa. She was well fed, but she wanted something sweet and cold. Ice cream. And the sweeter and richer, the better.“It could be something lighter, right, kid?” she murmured to the baby.Zacky walked into the living room wearing jeans, a white T-shirt, and barefoot.“Is it just me, or are you fighting something?”She startled at the sound of his deep voice.“I…”“You can say it,” he sa

Chapter 39Victor could not contain himself. He headed towards Dolores's office, unable to take his eyes off Zacky for even a second."He's not Brazilian… definitely a foreigner or the son of one," he murmured to himself as he walked, adjusting the scarf around his neck with affectation.He reached the door, opened it carefully, and entered, determined to speak, but froze upon seeing Dolores on the phone.He stopped in his tracks, bit his lip, took a deep breath, and ran his fingers through the fake fringe of his wig, trying to restrain himself. He tapped his foot lightly on the floor, too anxious to wait for long."Yes… don't worry… I'll confirm it first thing tomorrow morning," she said into the phone, ending the call.The moment she hung up, Victor approached her, his eyes shining."Dolores, my love," he began, almost breathless. "I need to talk to you right now. It's an aesthetic, artistic, and absolutely unavoidable emergency."She raised an eyebrow, imagining trouble."Victor… w