Deep love: insatiable lover

-No, Mum.

Concerned about Mercedes’ health, Vanessa immediately denied it.

Mercedes, however, thought she was being comforting and, with tears in her eyes, grabbed his hand and said.

-Orlando is just bullying people! You are divorced and our family has been victimized by him? What more does he want?

-Mum, I’m fine, don’t be angry.

Vanessa hurried to her feet and sat down next to Mercedes, hugging her shoulders and reassuring her.

-How can it be right? Look at your chin,” Mercedes said sadly.

It was then that Vanessa realised why she was suddenly in such an emotional state. The marks on her chin had been made by Dylan, but Vanessa couldn’t tell Mercedes that.

-Mum, it’s really not Orlando. It’s okay, it’s nothing, it’ll be fine tomorrow. It’s getting late, so go get some rest.

-Who else is Orlando?

-Mum, it’s really nothing. You should go to bed, your body can’t stay awake all night.

If Vanessa didn’t say anything, Mercedes knew she couldn’t ask anything. Her daughter was so stubborn that even she couldn’t help it if she didn’t want to talk about it. Mercedes had no choice but to give in.

But she kept it secret in her mind, intending to find out for herself if she had the chance.

If it were really Orlando, she would never have forgiven him so easily!

Back in her room, Vanessa hurried into the bathroom and immediately changed her expression when she saw the clear fingerprints on her chin in the mirror.

“Damn Dylan, why leave such obvious marks on my face? Luckily it’s not serious and will disappear after a good night’s sleep tomorrow. ”

Vanessa took a quick shower and went to sleep with a feeling of exhaustion.

In the Cazalla Group.

-Mrs Vanessa, the flowers.

Vanessa’s brow immediately furrowed as she saw Henry enter with a bouquet of lilies in his arms.

-Can’t you refuse to accept it?

-The florist said that the person had already paid, so they could not refuse delivery.

Vanessa already knew who had sent the flowers, but she didn’t even bother to look at them.

-Throw it away. If flowers appear in the future, throw them in the bin and don’t bring them back to me.

-Okay, I understand.

Enrique took the flowers and left, following Vanessa’s orders to throw them in the trash. From now on, the flowers delivered by Orlando are thrown directly into the rubbish bin outside the Cazalla Group building.

-Pulled again?

Orlando looked at Juan with a sour face and clenched his fist, slamming it hard on his desk.

Juan stood still, speechless.

When Orlando had finished venting his anger, he leaned back in his chair, annoyed, and tugged vigorously at his tie.

-You go out.

Juan nodded and turned to leave. Orlando sat in his office for a while and then suddenly got up to leave. As soon as he left, Gerardo arrived at the office, just in time to ask for him, and asked his secretary to come right away, but she found no one.

-The bastard is not even in the office during working hours.

At Gerard’s annoyance, the secretary made an astonished face and stood meekly by, not daring to say a word.

-Notify Mr. Orlando that he is absent from work without cause and that he will be dealt with in accordance with company rules.

The secretary, who did not expect Mr Gerardo to be serious, froze for a moment before nodding and replying: “Yes, Mr Gerardo, I’ll get on with it.

When Gerardo was the only one left in the office, he grimaced and made a call.

-13, how are things going with the research you were asked to do?

The other party replied somewhat unfamiliarly, and Gerard’s face grew grimmer and grimmer as he said angrily:

Then go ahead!

As he hung up the phone, Gerard’s eyes filled with cruelty and coldness.

-What an understatement, Orlando.

It was surprising that even his shadowy men had not been able to find any more useful clues. Shouldn’t he reassess the abilities of his only grandson? However, there was no doubt that the Moya Group would be better off if it could evade its own pursuit and take command in the future.

Orlando had no idea what was going through Gerardo’s mind as he drove to the Cazalla Group building.

-I’m sorry Mr. Orlando, Mrs. Vanessa said she can’t come up.

The receptionist looked at Orlando with an apologetic face and, although he feared his cold face, he had the guts to speak.

After all, this was the Cazalla Group, and she would have lost her job if she had been afraid that Orlando would put him there.

There was anger and embarrassment on Orlando’s face, he didn’t think he would be stopped by a receptionist. He glared at the receptionist, who was already on the verge of tears, and walked away in irritation.

I certainly wouldn’t go back, and I wouldn’t rest until I saw Vanessa today.

But she wouldn’t see it!

Orlando returned to the car and banged hard on the steering wheel with a grim look on his face.

-Vanessa, don’t make me.

Orlando pursed his lips in a look of pain and muttered to himself, while his eyes glowed with a cruel, cold light.

-I’ll give you one more chance, okay?

Orlando took out his phone, opened the photo album and looked at the picture of Vanessa and muttered to himself.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

If anyone had seen Orlando’s expression at this moment, they would have been shocked by the twisted look on his face. It was simply morbid, sick to the core.

By now Vanessa had also heard that Orlando had come to see her but that the receptionist had stopped him, she just raised an eyebrow and didn’t say another word.

-Ms. Vanessa, off duty?

-Yes.

The security guard outside the underground car park greets Vanessa warmly, and she smiles back. The car pulls out of the negative car park and has not gone far when a sudden figure running towards her brings the car to a screeching halt.

Vanessa’s body, by inertia, slides to the front and is pulled backwards by the seat belt.

A wave of vertigo comes and goes quickly.

Knock Knock…

The car window was slammed sharply, emitting a rough, steady sound.

Vanessa then came to her senses and looked coldly at Orlando, who was still knocking on her car window.

“It didn’t go away! ”

Vanessa didn’t want to see him at all and gripped the steering wheel tightly, intending to restart the car and drive away, but Orlando, as if reading her thoughts, stepped back in front of the car and they looked at each other through the front windscreen.

-Beep-beep…

As Vanessa’s car was parked just outside the car park, blocking the path of the car behind, the people behind her honked their horns to urge them to follow.

There was no way she was going to leave without tackling Orlando first.

Vanessa finally rolled down the window and looked at Orlando with a cold expression.

-What the hell do you want?

-Let’s talk.

When Vanessa finally agreed to talk to him, Orlando immediately showed his joy. He looked at Vanessa with a gentle, poised, handsome, soft face, evidently convinced that Vanessa had loved him for what he was now, and that she would fall again if he confronted her in this way.

I had to say that Orlando was self-centred and conceited.