Please behave My Lord

Chapter 43: Covers

Chapter 43: Covers

She was only in her forties or fifties, half of her hair had turned white, looking vitiated and aged. His

back was slightly hunched, he was picking vegetables from the pot at the moment, both eyebrows were

always furrowed.

As if sensing something strange, the woman looked back, slightly dazed, and the next second she was

in great joy, standing up and walking quickly towards Mariana,

-Mari, why did you come back today? Have you eaten? If not, I'll go and prepare it for you now.

Hearing these words, Mariana's vision became a little blurry.

He stepped forward, hugged the woman in front of him tightly, his voice trembling, and finally said:

-Mom.

This person was none other than his mother, Clara Moreno.

-Hey, it's been a long time since you've been back to the house, the last time you came back was....

The words stopped suddenly and Clara's surprised face froze for a moment, then her face turned ugly.

He pushed his daughter away, and his eyes were full of disgust and coldness as he said the sarcastic

words:

-What are you doing back? You didn't even care about my life back then, so what are you doing here

now! Aren't you the great designer now?

Each harsh word hit Mariana hard, causing her face to suddenly turn pale. Her body shuddered almost

uncontrollably, and her eyes widened somewhat incredulously as she looked at her mother,

-You told Dad the news that I was on the set, didn't you?

-So what if?

Mariana's heart broke,

-Mom, you know very well the person he is, and yet....

Before Mariana could finish her sentence, she was immediately interrupted by Clara:

-Who is it? Isn't it your dad?

Mariana shook her head repeatedly and couldn't help but take a step back.

-Do you dislike him for being a player? Or are you upset that he lost face for you? You're an adult now!

You don't even think you have a father and mother anymore, do you?

The only thing that remained in front of her eyes were the thick lips that opened and closed. Mariana

turned and ran away, the next second, tears spilled from her eyes. Hot tears crossed her cheeks, and

the sarcastic voices behind her continued.

When I looked up again, there was a simple tavern on the side of the road. The owner, an old woman

with gray hair, was preparing the food expertly.

A faint fragrance hung in the air and Mariana's stomach couldn't help a sound. She hadn't eaten so far,

and her long run had left her exhausted.

Walking toward the tavern, Mariana found a small table and sat down, saying to the old woman:

-Old lady, beer and tapas.

-Okay.

The owner's voice put Mariana in a much more relaxed mood.

Soon after, a beer and tapas were brought in that looked very appetizing.

Tears filled her eyes. She thought back to that birthday cake with three candles in the decoration, and

in the end she had missed that chance to make a wish.

"It turns out it's very easy to lose. It's been a long time since I've had a birthday."

She was always alone on her birthday every year.

The little girl, who had been sad, upset and even angry when birthdays were not celebrated, had

disappeared. Now her birthday was no different from any other day.

The food could destroy the bad mood and looking at the tapas eating less and less on his plate.

"I should have gotten used to being alone a long time ago. This is good, isn't it?"

However, when she tried to smile as usual in the next second, she failed. The breeze brushed her

cheeks and blew her hair away from her ears, spreading it in a messy, slightly tingling fashion.

A figure sat down abruptly next to Mariana, and cold, familiar words came:

-A beer and tapas.

-Okay, right away!

Mariana raised her head and looked up in surprise.

"Leopoldo!"

The man was dressed in a decent black suit, which emphasized his slender body, but he didn't mind

the roadside tavern either, and crossed his long legs.

-What are you doing here?

The hoarse voice with a choked sob reached Leopoldo's ears with the sound of the wind, and

Leopoldo's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at her,

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The cold, hard words fell on her ears at first, like a storm, making Mariana's heart jump violently. Her

heart rate also shot up.

In an instant, remembering something, Mariana's eyes were full of mockery and she spoke indifferently:

-Don't you think I'm the kind of woman who loves money? Actually you are right, I am indeed such a

person.

-Ma'am, you are mistaken about Mr. Durán. As soon as Mr. Durán heard that something had happened

to her on the set, he left his job and went to look for her.

Lionel had just arrived after parking the car and heard what Mariana had said. At that moment, seeing

the boss's less than cheerful expression, he couldn't help but speak up and explain for him. If the two of

them were like that, there was no telling when these misunderstandings might be resolved.

"The boss should let his wife know what he has done for her, so that she will be grateful!"

Lionel looked at the boss, who seemed not to have heard what he had said, his face was the same as

always.

While Mariana was stunned, with a glint of doubt in her eyes,

-My father ...

Some words could only stop at the edge of his mouth, unable to speak.

-He has already left the set.

Hearing this, Lionel's heart grew even more apprehensive, and even today he was still shocked by

what the boss had just done.

By the time the boss arrived on set, Mariana's father was still making a fuss. Some couldn't stand him

and wanted to just take him money and let him go like that, but in their hearts they already hated

Mariana, after all, the one making a fuss was her own father!

She hurried to leave, but who would sort out the mess next? Everyone frowned as they watched the

man unceremoniously take the money from the set.

Suddenly, one person noticed that Leopoldo was here and could not help but exclaim. The crowd heard

the voice and looked over, and when they saw the visitor, they were all surprised as well, and the

sound of conversations immediately filled Leopold's ears.