Todos los capítulos de Temporary Alliance: I Married a Man Who Loves Another: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

I entered my old room with heavy steps, the environment seemed cold, empty… but I can't push away the sensation that he is still part of me.I closed the door behind me and went to the bathroom, taking off my clothes slowly, feeling the marks of the emotional weight in every part of my body. My arm still hurt, where I had the marks of his fingers. Diogo didn't see them and neither did anyone besides Catherine.The hot water of the shower relieved a bit of the tension, but there's no way to erase everything that happened. While I soaped myself, I asked myself if Alessandro really believed I betrayed him.If he believed I had gotten involved with Guilherme, or if all that was just an excuse to justify his own betrayal. And Chiara… my heart squeezed just thinking about her. How did she find out? Did she put someone to follow me?I finish the shower, wrapping myself in the towel and trying to push the images from my mind. I put on a simple little outfit, something comfortable, and when I'

— You always believed that, didn't you? — I asked, my voice loaded with bitterness. — You lay with me while thinking about her. You married me while loving another woman. I betrayed you? Are you sure about that? You never gave yourself the trouble of believing in me. And when Chiara appeared, you left me alone. You kissed her in front of me, and I was still the "lover".He looked at me with an anger that overflowed, and I held myself not to scream again. He left, ignoring me.I screamed once more, knowing that the words were going away with the wind:— I hope from the bottom of my heart that you regret all this! That you come after me, so that I can step on your pride, the way you are humiliating me!He didn't turn around and just entered the company.I freed myself from Thiago and the other security guard, and I felt the anger corrode my soul. I walked with heavy steps, my chest tight, my heart hammering strong. I didn't want anything more with him. I was alone, and now my father's c

(Alessandro)I looked at the papers spread out in front of me, but my head... was a complete mess. I read and reread the same paragraph for almost half an hour and simply didn't absorb anything.Last night still bothered me. I had tried to talk to Chiara — again — about her ex-husband's death, but as always, she changed the subject, laughed, diverted, and I stayed there, talking to the walls.I breathed deeply, leaning back in the chair. Since Larissa disappeared from my life, everything had gone downhill. First, the company, which went through that damn turbulence.Then, my grandfather, who got sick as soon as he found out that Larissa had left without even saying goodbye. He never forgave me for that... And my grandmother? She treated me like a stranger since then. She didn't accept Chiara at all, nor did she bother to hide her displeasure.The Sunday lunches, the afternoons chatting on the porch... everything had ended along with Larissa.And as if that weren't enough, there was Ca

Barely had the doors closed, I heard one of the analysts, a new kid, talking loud on the phone. — "No, man, seriously! If he doesn't close today, I swear I'm quitting this shit!" — he laughed after.I closed my eyes for a second, trying to ignore. I couldn't.— Can you hang up or at least speak lower? — I said dry, crossing my arms.The boy got embarrassed, stuttered something and stuffed the phone in his pocket. The rest of the ride up was in a heavy silence, the way I like it.When the doors opened, I left in front without looking back.The first meeting of the day was with the sales people. I entered the room and everyone went silent right away. Pedro had already left my coffee on the desk. I thanked with a nod of the head and opened the presentation on the notebook.The sales manager, Gustavo, started talking. Graphs, numbers... excuses. Everything I didn't want to hear.— What do you mean the goal wasn't met? — I cut in the middle of his speech, looking directly in his eyes.He s

I was settling into the chair, organizing my ideas for the chocolate project, when I noticed that Diogo changed his expression. He looked at me with a bit of apprehension and that left me a bit suspicious.I furrowed my brow, worried.— What is it? — I asked, resting my elbows on the desk, leaning in a bit. — You seem to be hiding something.He let the air out slowly, ran his hand through his hair, typed a password in the drawer and from there, took out another folder, this one much thicker, placing it in front of me.— I have something to show you — he said, his voice low.My stomach turned without me understanding why. Hesitant, I looked at the folder and then at him.— What is this? — I asked.— Open it and read. — was all he said, crossing his arms as if he were preparing for an explosion.I breathed deep and opened it. As my eyes started to run through the first pages, I felt my heart race out of rhythm.The words were there, screaming in front of me. Purchase of shares. CompanyR