Devoted Love, Mr. Hayes’ Darling Wife

The colleague had not expected to bump into Adán Rouco at the entrance of the creative department and blushed in surprise, wondering if Adán Rouco had seen the image of her giving Estrella Berrocal a hard time just a moment ago.

“Mr. Adam… you, why are you here?”

Adán Rouco, with one hand in his pocket, looked at Estrella Berrocal in the creative department and spoke casually, “Is this how you squeeze new creative department staff?”

“I am … Mr. Adán, it’s not like that, it’s just that Estrella Berrocal’s intentions are too obvious, she is just an illustrator, she wanted to participate in the project as soon as the contest was called, and Director Olivia said she would not be allowed to participate. She insisted on participating even though Director Olivia had said she could not.”

The partner’s intention in bringing up Olivia Montes could not have been clearer.

Adán Rouco, however, did not like it and frowned slightly: “You don’t seem to like Estrella Berrocal?

“Yes, no one in the creative department likes her, she was parachuted in through connections, and if it weren’t for Mr. Ricardo, would she be in the creative department?”

Everyone thought that Estrella Berrocal had joined the Rouco Group because of Ye Zibo?

The colleague added fuel to the fire: “Mr. Adán, in fact, Director Olivia doesn’t like him either, he always talks back to Director Olivia. We all dislike him very much.

“Unpleasant?”

“Yes.”

“Then put up with your antipathies.”

“…”

The woman did not dare to say anything else, her heart raced for a million grass horses, this Estrella Berrocal was really evil, how come Mr. Ricardo was helping her and even Mr. Adam seemed to be helping her too?

She’s a woman with a messy private life! I wonder how many men she has slept with?

She always acts like she’s so serious, but she doesn’t know how to behave in a man’s bed!

…

When Estrella Berrocal was left alone in front of her computer, working on her manuscript, Adán Rouco entered with his long legs.

“Do you want that million or do you want to spend the night with Jonathan Tasis?”

A cold, familiar male voice came over her head and Estrella Berrocal looked over her shoulder to see Adán Rouco staring coldly at her.

Still angry, she looked at him before turning her face away and sullenly saying, “None of your business.”

“What do you mean it’s none of my business if you are Mrs. Rouco?”.

Estrella Berrocal did not fail to add: “In name only, it will soon cease to be!”.

“What, you don’t want to see Paulita anymore?”.

Estrella Berrocal froze: “What do you mean?”.

This man, isn’t he bad enough to threaten her with Paulita?

Adam Rouco’s dark eyes were cold as he stared at her and spoke calmly, “Literally.”

“You! Adam Rouco, has it ever been said that you are truly despicable?”.

The man merely responded indifferently and reached up to turn off his computer, moving as if in one fluid motion, without warning. “I could be more despicable.”

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Estrella Berrocal was furious, “Adán Rouco, I haven’t put my drawing away yet!”.

Bastard! Bastard!

He did it on purpose!

Estrella Berrocal stood up, but the aura of Adán Rouco was so strong that she lost all her momentum.

“Eat with me.”

“No!”

He had done this to her, and he wanted her to eat with him?

No way!!!

Adán Rouco didn’t get angry, he bent down and lifted her onto his shoulders!

“Hey, Adán Rouco!”

Head on the ground again!

Estrella Berrocal’s anger was mounting and her hands clenched into fists as she punched him in the back, “Adam Rouco, put me down! You scoundrel! You pervert! You pervert! You pervert! Do you hear me?”

“Cuss, keep cursing, you’re going to be hungry for dinner.”

“…”

“You old rascal! You old… pervert! You old pervert!”

As a result, the man led her briskly towards the elevator as he began sardonically, “Naughty, kinky I accept, but old? I don’t accept.”

“…”

Estrella Berrocal was about to vomit blood!

This man has no shame!

The entire building, echoing with Estrella Berrocal’s shouted curses, ended, locked in the president’s special elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, Estrella Berrocal struggled a couple more times, “Put me down!”.

This time, Adam Rouco did put her down, but as soon as he did, the man’s long legs closed over her, pushing her between the elevator wall and his chest, and the scent of male hormones immediately enveloped her.

Estrella Berrocal’s heartbeat accelerated indefinitely.

The low, hypnotizing male voice above her head rang out, “How well do you know Jonathan Tasis?”

Estrella Berrocal frowned slightly, what did she mean?

The man’s voice was cold as he asked, “To what extent? Have you been in her bed?”

Her chin, grasped by the man’s long, cold fingers, she was forced to look directly into his deep, dark eyes.

“Adam Rouco, that’s how nasty you think. Disgusting.”

Anger, humiliation … and a complex of unspeakable grievances and emotions piled up in his heart.

It was a strange emotion; when she was looked at like that by her fellow creators, at most she would get angry, but she didn’t feel bad about it, let alone hope that any misunderstandings they had about her would one day be cleared up.

But when Adán Rouco misunderstood her in that way, he felt like crying and asking her what she thought of her.

The man stared at the irritation under her watery eyes and released her chin, but still held her captive in that small space, looking down at her with his handsome face downcast. “Do my words fall on deaf ears?”

I had told him not to get too close to Jonathan Tasis.

Estrella Berrocal bit her lip: “If you really wanted the best for me, I would listen to you, but you leave me out of the competition because of Olivia Montes, why should I listen to you?”.

Adán Rouco frowned and said coldly, “I’m not helping Olivia Montes.”

“You’re full of shit! You’re helping her! If you’re not helping her, then tell me, why didn’t you allow me to enter the contest?”.

The way she was throwing a tantrum now, in Adam Rouco’s eyes, had a slightly petulant tinge to it, and perhaps she felt it herself, her face heating up slightly and her eyes wandering.

Adam Rouco’s hand went around her waist and he lowered his head to say, “I don’t want you to spend the night with another man.”

Estrella Berrocal raised her eyes and met his deep, intent, burning gaze, blushing even more, her eyes going nowhere, finally settling on the lump in her throat.

“Me, I didn’t enter the contest to spend a night with Jonathan Tasis, me, I wanted to go from illustrator to original artist and get the million dollar prize.”

She had been on fire, but now, because of his words, all her anger had died down and her tone had not hardened at all, it was just soft and clingy.

How could it be that in front of Adán Rouco, she lost her temper and forgave him so easily at his mere words?

Adam Rouco looked at her flushed face, her eyes downcast, and his dark eyes darkened as he leaned in to kiss her.

The elevator door, with a jingle, opened at that moment.

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