The Ceo’s proposal

-Daughter, no…

-And you?

-No, no, no… -I said immediately -I swear I just found out.

-Mom,” she takes her eyes off me to look at her mother. -What are you hiding from me about my father?

Seeing the lady feeling nervous and bad about the question, I asked her to leave us alone, but Bianca refuses to let her leave, so I told her to listen to me before she gets angrier. Her mother leaving my office, Bianca started to cry as she mumbles that she would never forgive herself so I suggested her not to say words that she would take back later since after all, it was not her mother’s fault, she only did what was best for her, to get away from the Blood family who like our family are known for being greedy and arrogant

-You should be on my side, I’m your wife…..

-Your mother has cancer. -She was puzzled when I interrupted her with what I said. -Stacy was calling you from the door but you were asleep so I got it, she said she backed out of telling you so she told me so I could tell you when she… died.

-Mom… -she covers her mouth while her eyes flood with tears -We must help her….

-I’ll take care of that, but you, you must talk to her.

-Eros, tell me, who is my father?

-It’s not my place… -It makes me think when she says that her mother told me so that I would tell her. -Well, do you remember the client who was here when you gave birth?

-I think so… he said his name was Lucio…” -she stares at me and her face changes to a puzzled expression -Is it… him? -I nod- -So… you mean he didn’t leave me?

-Theoretically. -He mumbled while analyzing the situation -But he doesn’t know you exist either.

-Why?

Eros explained to me what my mom had told him, and how things turned out, he loved her but my father’s family refused to let them be together so they took him out of the country without her knowing, practically it was like this.

I had to talk to her to talk about it, after looking for her all over the house, one of the maids told me that she had been seen at the pool. Seeing her at the edge of the pool, I sat down next to her and dipped my feet in the water.

-You were just a teenager when you asked me about your father, I knew that if I told you who he was, you would run to look for him, but I didn’t want you to suffer, his family would have looked down on you and humiliated you, that’s why I preferred to lie to you rather than let that happen.

-As always, you worrying about me and not you.

-You’ve always been my priority, darling, and you will be until my last breath.

-Don’t say that. -My lips tremble as I speak. -I wouldn’t know how to live my life without your advice and reprimands. We’ll find a way, you’ll get better and you’ll see Isabel grow up, you’ll see.

-That’s what I love most about you daughter, always optimistic in any situation. Just like your father. You even inherited his mood swings and his eyes.

Now I understand why she never fell in love again, she thought she should fall in love because she would have less of his attention, but now I understand that she didn’t want to be with anyone else because her heart had no room for anyone else, I reminded her of my father.

-Did you love him very much?

-Too much love. But his family didn’t care about my love, they thought I was in love with their money, they wouldn’t even let me say goodbye to him. -He sighs sadly. -I thought he would never forget me but when I saw him that day… he didn’t even recognize me. He forgot me as if it was something unimportant.

-Don’t say that, you are very important, someone no one could easily forget.

He hugs me and kisses my forehead, and changes the subject by asking me if Isabel was awake to be with her. The next day, I couldn’t stand my restlessness. I wanted to see my father and know why he forgot my mother, I will not tell him that I am his daughter, not before knowing what happened when he left and left her without saying goodbye for that reason, I called him in a coffee shop where of course, I know the owner perfectly well.

-Bianca, hello. -He greets me with a friendly smile. -You look radiant, it seems that pregnancy has been good for you.

-Yes, by the way, thanks for the crib, Isabel loved it.

-Good to know, it’s of the best quality.

I had to find a way to make the subject flow normally without raising suspicions so I started by telling her that we should someday get our families together for lunch and that’s when she told me she couldn’t since she never got married.

-Are you serious? -I question -But how is that possible, someone like you without a wife?

-It’s better this way, not all of us are as lucky as Eros, to find love with a girl like you.

-Hay please, it’s impossible, surely you have children or someone in love with you?

-I don’t have children, but I do have women who say they love me madly, but I know very well they don’t, they all just want power and social status. Even the only one who I thought loved me for who I am, turned out to be one more on the list of gold diggers. But it’s a thing of the past that doesn’t matter.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

-I love love stories.

-But this isn’t one of the ones with a happy ending. -I ask why he said that and he tries to change the subject but I insist without him suspecting my interest in the subject -She was a beautiful girl, I met her in the fall when I was working at the cinema. I felt it was love at first sight, I asked her out and she accepted, with time I felt she was the one I wanted to be by her side always, until I introduced her to my parents, of course they said she was an opportunist who wanted our money and to be rich, but I believed she was different and I defended her, until my parents showed me a receipt for an extremely strong amount, a check they made to her to get her to stay away from me and she accepted. Realizing my mistake, I wanted to reclaim her but seeing her face again would hurt me more for her betrayal so I obeyed my parents and left the country. Since then I have remained alone, of course I have had fun but nothing but adventures and pleasure.

-And your parents were not angry about your decision to marry?