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The next day, Bianca showed up at her sister Isis’s house with a wide smile on her lips, clutching one of the city’s most renowned newspapers in her hands.“Did you read what they published about your dear son’s engagement?” she sneered as she barged onto the terrace where Isis was having breakfast.The woman chewed a piece of papaya, swallowed it calmly, and then arched a brow.“I haven’t had time to read anything. What happened?” she asked. “I imagine that idiot Gerald, as always, ruined it.” She scoffed and sipped her coffee.Bianca grinned broadly.“No, it was better than that.” She placed the front page on the table before Isis. “Gerald Lennox’s mother-in-law turned out to be an alcoholic. She insulted her own daughter right in the middle of the ceremony.” She cackled before sitting down. “Oh, how I wish I’d been there to see Myriam’s face.” She muttered, stabbing a piece of watermelon with her fork. “I hate her… she thinks she owns Lennox Industries. And if you don’t help me sto

“There are people capable of breaking through our barriers and bringing out the best in us,” Gerald said without looking away from Myriam. “It would be impossible not to succumb to those eyes that say everything.”Her breath hitched; her legs trembled, and her heart pounded violently in her chest.“Sometimes it’s good to break the rules,” he whispered before pulling her close and sealing her lips with his in a kiss filled with soul and fire.She closed her eyes and clung to his neck, returning that caress with life, heart, and total surrender.“I won’t walk away,” she murmured against his lips, remembering vividly what he had asked her the night she was delirious with fever.Gerald’s heart throbbed as if every beat demanded that he keep her in his life.The journalists needed no further proof. That kiss—and Gerald Lennox’s public confession—completely eclipsed Silvia’s scandal.****The next day, every newspaper carried the same headline: The cold and ruthless Gerald Lennox has been t

The soft notes of electric guitars drifted from the upper floor of the chalet. Gerald was climbing the stairs when he stopped halfway, arching a brow as he recognized the melody.“Estoy enamorado,” by Donato & Estefano.He drew in a deep breath and continued upward, letting the song wrap around him. At the end of the hallway, he came across Amelia.“Good evening, sir,” she greeted. “The issue with Tony’s bathroom is fixed, but the plumber said the bathtub won’t be usable until tomorrow.”Gerald gave a slight nod.“Thank you.”Just then, Tony’s babbling echoed.“Pa-pa-pa,” the boy repeated, waving his arms excitedly at the sight of his father.Gerald’s heart trembled. He approached the crib, but the mischievous boy scampered to the other corner, giggling.“Well, looks like you want to play tonight,” Gerald said, circling the crib to catch him as Tony evaded him again and again, laughing.“Mrs. Myriam asked me to tell you her mother invited you both to dinner,” Amelia informed.Gerald e

Kevin pressed his lips together.“I highly doubt she’ll ever leave you. I’ve seen the way her eyes light up when you’re around,” he declared.Gerald studied him intently.“Are you seeing Myriam’s friend?” he questioned. “What has she told you?” he asked in desperation.Kevin burst out laughing.“We’re just friends,” he replied. “According to Elsa, Myriam only talks about you. She says you’ve transformed her life, that she’s more confident now. That she’s no longer the shadow of the submissive woman Raymond used to humiliate. With you, she’s someone else entirely.”Gerald blinked, thoughtful.“She only feels gratitude toward me, nothing more.”Kevin shook his head.“She feels something for you too—it’s obvious. But you’ll only know for sure if you confess your love.”Gerald scratched his head.“I can’t. I’m afraid of her rejection. I won’t tell her, at least not now,” he stated. “When she’s my wife, I’ll make sure she falls in love with me. She’ll love me—with all my flaws,” he conclud

Days later, Noemí was discharged. Yet, to everyone’s surprise, she didn’t accuse Raymond. She declared she had been attacked in an alley and claimed she couldn’t remember her assailants’ faces.“You’re going to tell me the truth,” Myriam demanded seriously once the sisters were alone. “It was him… Raymond Wilson, wasn’t it?”Noemí lowered her gaze, not denying it.“They’re setting a trap for you. Be careful,” she warned softly. “They want Gerald to mistrust you. Raymond has allied with a woman named Bianca… they’re lovers now.”A shiver ran through Myriam’s body. She swallowed hard.“How do you know that?” she asked in a trembling voice.“I overheard them. The plan was to claim paternity of the baby, but when he found out the child was Gerald’s… he lost his mind. He took it out on me. I can’t denounce him, Myriam. He threatened to hurt Tony.”Myriam’s eyes flew open. She clutched her chest, a sharp pang robbing her of breath.“He better not dare touch my son,” she muttered, fists clen