Please behave My Lord

Chapter 71: I Will Die Young

Chapter 71: I Will Die Young

Zoraida's illness improved day by day thanks to Mariana's care.

Only since that day, Leopoldo had not come again, but Lionel who always brought everything.

-Madam, these are the mattresses and quilts that Mr. Durán ordered me to buy for you.

During this period of time, Lionel came often, not only the air conditioner was installed in Zoraida's

house, but also a TV, a refrigerator and all the other appliances were bought. Lionel would say every

time that it was Mr. Duran's request, but Mr. Duran never showed up.

-Hey, Lionel, are you coming again?

A soft, slightly hoarse voice came from the room and out came an elderly grandmother on crutches

who gave him a smile.

Lionel glanced at Mariana, did not proceed to hint at her further, and stepped forward eagerly to take

Zoraida's hand.

-Yes, Mr. Durán asked me to bring him something.

-Leopoldo is really considerate.

Lionel nodded his head and said aloud:

-Yes, Mr. Durán has a lot of things to do and cannot come in person. I don't know what's going on, but

there's a lot going on in the company lately.

With a slightly agitated heart, Mariana remained standing in the same place, she looked at the quilt on

the floor.

-Maybe Mr. Durán is so busy at the company, he can't even eat properly. I always feel that he has lost

weight during this period of time. It will be fine if someone prepares food for him.

When Zoraida heard his words, she couldn't help but look at Lionel.

Lionel could do nothing and continued to secretly watch Mariana's face.

During this period of time, the boss's bad mood was really increasing day by day, it was hard for him,

the person who had to work by his side day by day.

In the end, Mariana's face remained expressionless and Lionel felt helpless,

-Well, since the things have been delivered, I'll go first. Madam, goodbye.

Lionel dismissed them and left.

Zoraida's kind voice sounded and Mariana looked at the old woman.

-Lionel is always here these days. The fridge is full to the brim, you should make some soup and take it

to Leopoldo. It's not easy for Leopoldo, he's very busy with work and he keeps thinking about how you

are around here," After a pause, Zoraida continued, "Do you think these things are really for me? It's

because he's afraid you won't get used to living here! You've been taking care of me for many days, but

I haven't seen you take the initiative to visit Leopoldo!

There was a certain anxiety in his tone.

Mariana turned her eyes and looked at what Lionel brought. "Is that so?"

In the end, under Zoraida's insistence, Mariana set out to personally prepare some dishes for

Leopoldo. In any case, she should thank him in person for all the things he had bought for Zoraida's

house.

In the afternoon, after carefully placing the food in the lunch box, Mariana was accompanied by Zoraida

to the door with a face full of joy.

Then, Mariana stood bewildered under the Grupo Durán building, looking up, the sun no longer blinding

and exerting its last glow.

We are just an arranged couple... Leopoldo's cold words of that day still echoed in her ears.

Finally, Mariana sighed lightly and pulled out her cell phone to dial a number.

Soon, Lionel appeared in front of her, with anxiety on his face,

-Ma'am, what is it?

Seeing the lunch box in Mariana's hand, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but smile,

-Is it for... Mr. Durán?

Mariana finally tried to remain as calm as possible.

-Yes, please, and also thank him for me.

Lionel's face changed instead of picking up the lunch box,

-Madam, you always ask me to take a thank you to Señor Durán, but now that you are here in person,

why don't you go upstairs and tell Señor Durán in person?

Mariana looked at the flowerbed not far away. At that moment, although the weather was still a bit cold,

the flowers that had been carefully cultivated by the gardener were still in full bloom, as if they didn't

know they shouldn't exist in this season.

-It doesn't matter, I'm not going upstairs, after all marriage is something that... we have to keep it a

secret.

Mariana didn't stay any longer and turned around to leave with quick steps.

However, in the blink of an eye, when she turned around, Marina's smile disappeared.

Lionel exited the elevator with the lunch box and stopped in front of the boss's office.

The secretary who was about to hand over the documents on the side saw him and looked at the black

lunch box,

-Why are you carrying the lunch box here?

Something occurred to the secretary and she approached the assistant with a smile.

-Is it Miss Solis'?

However, Lionel handed the lunch box to the secretary and pleaded with her:

"I can't stand the boss anymore. If this keeps up, I'll die young!"

-Paula, please take him for me! Just say it's from home and the boss will understand, I have other

things to do!

After saying that, without waiting for Paula to say anything else, he turned and quickly left.

-What's wrong?

Paula's face filled with confusion and she looked down at the lunch box in her hand.

The office door was nearby. Helplessly, she still entered with the lunch box.

-Mr. Durán, these papers are from the film and television department this month, and your signature is

required.

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box on the table.

-This is the house soup for you, if there is nothing else, then I will leave first.

Just as he turned to leave, she heard a voice of impatience.

-Where is the person?

Confused, Paula couldn't help but ask.

-Who are you talking about?

The chief's eyes grew colder and colder and his face darkened.

At that moment, Paula was cursing Lionel in her mind.

-This is what Lionel told me to bring you, just this thermos, and the person, probably gone.

Huge doubts arose in Paula's head. "The person coming is definitely a woman, but other than Andrea, I

also don't know who else is close to the boss."

-It's okay, you can go.

Closing the lid of the pen and tossing it on the table, Leopoldo gently opened the lunch box, and a rich

aroma wafted to his nose.

The conversation they had that night came to mind, and his lips curved into a not-very-distinctive smile.