All Chapters of Paid To Pretend, Destined To Love: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The conversation with Torres gradually faded into the background as the week moved forward. Rachel returned to her normal routine and focused on the things that demanded her attention each day. Whatever curiosity she had felt after leaving his office slowly gave way to deadlines, meetings, and the ordinary rhythm of work. By Thursday morning, she had almost stopped thinking about it altogether. The day began quietly. The weather outside was pleasant, and sunlight filtered through the large windows of the building. Employees arrived in small groups, exchanging greetings as they settled into their departments. The atmosphere was relaxed in the way it often was before the workload reached its peak. Rachel had spent part of the morning reviewing information from the previous day and helping a colleague resolve a minor issue that had been causing confusion between two departments. It was not difficult work, but it required patience, and she was relieved when the matter was finally resolved

The weekend arrived more quietly than Joseph expected. For the first time in several weeks, there were no meetings waiting for him, no reports that demanded immediate attention, and no calls from the board asking him to solve problems before the new week began. He had woken early out of habit, and spent part of the morning reviewing documents he could easily have left until Monday. By noon, he finally closed his laptop and leaned back in his chair. The house was as orderly as ever. One of the domestic staff had already cleared the breakfast table, the gardener was trimming the hedges outside, and the cook had begun preparing lunch. He looked through the wide windows of the sitting room without really seeing the garden beyond them. His thoughts wandered from one thing to another until they settled on someone he had not visited in far too long. Without giving himself the chance to change his mind, he reached for his phone and called one of his driver. "Antonio," he said after the man a

For a few moments, neither of them spoke. Oddly enough, the silence did not feel awkward especially to Rachel. It felt peaceful because she did not even want to initiate any conversation. Joseph was the first to speak."I don't think I've ever asked a member of staff to stay behind after work."Rachel smiled. "I guessed.""You thought you were in trouble.""A little.""I'm sorry."She shook her head. "It's alright."A small smile appeared on Joseph's face. He had never found ordinary conversations interesting before. Yet, sitting across from Rachel, he realised he didn't need an important reason to talk to her."I've been meaning to give you the bracelet since this morning," he said. "The day just kept getting in the way, and…” he stuttered, “erm…I don't want people to see us together. You know what I mean?” "Yes, I'm glad you waited," Rachel replied. "And if you'd sent someone else to give it to me, I wouldn't have known it was from Abuela herself."Joseph looked at her. "She speaks

Joseph woke up earlier than usual the next morning. He had barely slept, yet he did not feel tired. The previous evening stayed in his mind from the moment he opened his eyes. He lay still for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, before a small smile appeared on his face. Even after saying the words to himself, it still didn't feel real. He got out of bed, got ready for work and walked downstairs. The housekeeper had already prepared breakfast, but he only managed a few bites before picking up his car keys.A few minutes later, Antonio arrived. As always, he stepped out of the car first and opened the rear door."Good morning, sir.""Morning, Antonio."Joseph got into the car, and the journey began in silence.Antonio had worked for the Delgado family for years. He had driven Joseph through difficult days, long nights, business trips and family gatherings. After Adrián's death, he had watched Joseph become quieter with each passing year. He had never asked questions that crossed the

Rachel took a slow breath as she walked through the entrance, greeting the security guards with her usual smile."Good morning”"Morning, Miss Rachel."She returned every greeting with the same warmth she always did. If anyone noticed that she looked more tired than usual, they were kind enough not to mention it. A few minutes later, Joseph entered the building. Rachel looked up instinctively. Their eyes met for only a second."Good morning, sir.""Good morning, Rachel."That was all. Joseph continued towards the lift, while Rachel lowered her eyes and rearranged the files on her desk. It was better this way. She repeated those words to herself throughout the morning. By midday, the office had become busier. Phones rang constantly, meetings came and went, and employees hurried from one department to another.Rachel was organising a file outside the conference room when the lift doors opened. Vanessa Torres stepped out. She wore a cream-coloured suit that had clearly been tailored to p