All Chapters of Teach me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

After being informed by Cherry that Mirela and Paulina were in the building, Simon let them into his office."Good morning, baby!" greeted Mirela, hugging him.He hated when his mother called him that, but complaining wouldn't do any good."It's good to see you too, Mom," he said, pulling away from the embrace. "I really needed to talk to you.""About what?"Simon looked towards the housekeeper. She remained silent next to the door, her hands clasped in front of her body and her eyes downcast. Submissiveness in person."Perez, make me some coffee," Paulina said, surprising her. "Ask Cherry to show you the pantry."She nodded and hurried out.When the door closed, with a gentleness that contrasted with the speed at which the young woman had left, Mirela turned to her son."Paulina is not an employee of your company."Simon shrugged, walked decisively to his desk, and sat down, indicating with his hand the chair in front of him for his mother to sit.Noticing her son's focused expressio

Thanks to Simon's ride, she arrived at the Muller's residence on time, as arranged with his mother, Carlota, by phone days before. Half an hour later, her father and sister arrived, and, along with her mother-in-law, they headed to the living room.Carlota was an excellent host, outgoing and good-humored. Paulina paid attention to every gesture, memorizing them for future use, although she doubted she could act with such spontaneity. Entertaining people, talking to them about various subjects was not part of her personality. She was afraid of disappointing Nathaniel when they received guests after the wedding.Her concern for future events was not greater because her fiancé was late, very late. Sitting between her sister and father, who kept looking at the clock all the time, it was difficult to ignore this fact.Noon passed, and instead of going to the dining room, they continued talking in the living room, waiting for Nathaniel.She didn't know if she was dying of apprehension that

Simon caught up with Paulina near the main door and had to hold her arm to make her stop. She pushed him away abruptly and he refrained from mocking her tempestuous attitude when he noticed tears in the corners of her light-colored eyes."Let's go home," he said.Melancholic, Paulina agreed and didn't resist when Simon took her arm again and led her to his car.For half an hour, an awkward silence filled the car. Feeling more composed and slightly embarrassed about how she left the Salvatore mansion, Paulina squeezed her hands, unsure of what to say to break the tension. She decided to start with her fiancé's request."Nathaniel told me he asked you to be his best man," she said."And I said I'd do it if you wanted me to," Simon replied, his eyes fixed on the road. "Do you want me to?"No, she didn't want any connection to him, but she'd never say so."Nathaniel wants it...""I didn't ask what Nathaniel wants," Simon interrupted rudely. "I want to know what you want.""I-I would love

Paulina spotted Tabata as soon as the car turned onto the street where Guilherme lived. Dressed in a white shirt and brown overalls that accentuated her bulging belly, the young woman with Asian features was chatting with an old man in front of the iron gate of the property. When Simon parked, recognizing Paulina, Tabata bid farewell to the man and approached the car with a smile. Paulina got out and received the excited hug of the brunette, unsure of the tension between them. Tabata separated from Paulina and directed her brown eyes to the driver. She remembered being introduced to him before, but couldn't recall his name."Don't you want to come in and have some coffee?" "Oh, Mr. Simon won't stay," Paulina hurried to respond. "He just gave me a ride."Simon nodded in agreement."Another time," he offered, starting the engine. "See you at home, Paulina."Tabata wrapped her arm around Paulina's shoulders and led her into the five-room house."Guilherme is still away," she lamented

Paulina finished preparing dinner, her eyes constantly glancing at the phone. At that time, Simon usually called to let her know of any guests so she could set the table for two. She was also bothered that Nathaniel hadn't called her. He had sent a message saying he was okay and wishing her a good day, but she liked to hear his voice and know how his day had been. It was a comfort for the distance they had during the week, although throughout their relationship, he rarely called. She appreciated it when it did happen.She couldn't and wouldn't demand anything from him. He had been working hard since his father's death and needed space to focus on the company. She reminded herself of this to push away the nagging feeling that Nathaniel should dedicate more time and attention to her.Anyway, her late afternoon had been occupied by a Salvatore, or rather, a Salvatore had occupied her late afternoon. Mirela had called, and not only had she asked about Simon, but she had also inquired abo