The Sexy Multimillionaire

Lorenzo started to drive the car, and the car began to leave that place. Lorenzo’s face was still tense.

There was no smile on his face. His gaze was focused on the road ahead.

He was reluctant to invite Blanca to talk because he didn’t want to talk about anything. He was afraid of saying the wrong thing that would cause the problem.

At that moment, Blanca asked. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing,” Lorenzo answered in a flat tone without even looking at Blanca.

Blanca, who was getting that answer, took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Indeed, Lorenzo’s behavior tested her patience at that moment.

“I mean, why are you fighting with your mother? There must be something wrong.”

“How can you say there’s nothing wrong? How can there be nothing, but you’re making such a fuss with your mother?”

Blanca asked. That made Lorenzo silent, and he started to tell her, because Lorenzo felt he couldn’t lie anymore.

Knowing that, Blanca felt that Lorenzo’s behavior was normal. Maybe she would act like Lorenzo, or maybe she would be worse than Lorenzo.

However, Lorenzo’s story made Blanca feel sad. She knew and realized that her relationship with Lorenzo was a very difficult and impossible one.

“Indeed, my relationship with Lorenzo is an unagreed one and will not be agreed upon no matter how hard we struggle.” The only things Lorenzo’s parents approve of are Lorenzo’s relationship with Rose and Trevor’s relationship with Blanca.”

“Perhaps this is what they’re saying. There’s another woman who deserves Lorenzo more than me, and I’ve only just known that woman. Indeed, she is more suitable with Lorenzo than me.”

“She’s pretty, close to Lorenzo’s family, highly educated, great, and smart. What about me? What is the thing that I can be proud of and show off?” Blanca began to compare herself with Rose.

“No wonder they suggest Lorenzo be with Rose.” “Not with me.”

“Well, I’m just a woman who doesn’t know herself and forced herself to be with Lorenzo. I’m stupid, a betting item, and worthless.”

“If I had never listened to Laura’s advice, these things wouldn’t have turned out like this. Lorenzo will already be living happily with Rose.”

Blanca fantasised. Afterwards, she imagined Lorenzo leaving her for Rose.

***

In her imagination, Lorenzo filed divorce papers. “I want to divorce with you! I want to break up with you.”

Then, in her imagination, she saw Lorenzo living happily with Rose.

***

“If it’s like this, it will be complicated. Lorenzo will leave me sooner or later. He’ll choose his family over me,” Blanca said in her heart.

She felt a tightness in her chest, remembering and imagining those things. She turned her head toward the windscreen.

She looked at the passing scenery. She did that on purpose because she didn’t want to look sad, and she tried not to look sad.

Not long after, it started raining, as if nature felt the same way as Blanca and understood her sadness. At that moment, Lorenzo asked. “What about you?”

“Me? Why? What do you mean?”

Blanca asked with a bit of curtness as she turned her head towards Lorenzo because she didn’t want to be disturbed. She wanted to enjoy her solitude while crying.

“Yes. Why were you there at that moment?” asked Lorenzo in confusion, which made Blanca tell him everything sadly.

Lorenzo’s eyes bulged when he heard that Gilbert had driven Blanca to that place. Suddenly, he asked. “So, we left Gilbert there, right?”

Blanca just nodded her head without saying anything. “Yes.”

She deliberately didn’t speak because she knew it was already difficult for her mouth to speak in an even tone. If she spoke, the tone that came out of her mouth would have sounded shaky because of her extreme sadness.

Feeling that he wasn’t getting an answer from Blanca, Lorenzo turned his head towards her. He saw Blanca, who was enjoying the view from the outside.

Lorenzo immediately stroked Blanca’s hair gently, but Blanca didn’t turn her head towards him. Usually, every time he strokes Blanca’s hair, Blanca will turn her head toward Lorenzo immediately.

That made him curious. He immediately asked in his heart.

“What’s wrong? How come Blanca won’t look at me? Is she sad because of me?”

Because of that, he moved closer to Blanca, and he saw that she was beginning to shed her tears. Feeling that Lorenzo was approaching her, Blanca immediately tried to get away from Lorenzo.

Blanca brought her face closer to the windscreen. At that moment, Lorenzo grabbed a tissue.

Then he wiped Blanca’s tears with the tissue while saying. “Hey! Don’t cry!”

“I’m right here. I won’t leave you,” Lorenzo said.

“No! You will,” Blanca argued.

“No, honey. I will always be here with you, and I will never leave you,” Lorenzo reassured Blanca.

“No! You will,” Blanca argued again.

“Sooner or later, you’re going to leave me. It’s only a matter of time,” said Blanca.

“No, honey. I love you very much,” said Lorenzo.

“You remember, right, that we agreed to do it all together?” Lorenzo made sure Blanca remembered.

Blanca just nodded her head. Afterwards, she said. “So, we have to do it and get through it together.”

“So, what makes you sad?” asked Lorenzo, because he didn’t understand Blanca’s sadness.

“Yes. I remember, but I’m sure you’ll leave me later for another woman.” Blanca felt sure of that.

“Who is the other woman to whom you refer, honey? Who is the woman that you think will make me leave you, Honey?” asked Lorenzo. He felt curious about the woman who Blanca suspected would take her place in his heart.

“Rose,” Blanca replied.

“No, honey. I love you so much. I’m willing to work so hard and leave my comfortable job just for you.”

Lorenzo immediately wrapped his arms around Blanca. Blanca’s cries intensified in Lorenzo’s arms.

“You know that, right?” Lorenzo confirmed that Blanca did.

“Yes, I know. But what if your parents forced you to marry Rose?” Blanca asked.

“I still won’t want to. I only want to marry and live with you,” said Lorenzo.

“You’re all I want, Blanca. That’s why I want to marry you and live a happy life with you,” said Lorenzo again.

“That’s why I left them earlier, too.” Lorenzo’s words led Blanca to conclude that Lorenzo’s mother was forcing Lorenzo to marry Rose.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Blanca immediately said to herself. “So, what I said is right, isn’t it? That’s exactly what I thought!”

“So, they asked you to marry Rose, right?” Blanca confirmed Lorenzo’s meaning.

Blanca’s words made Lorenzo realize that he had misspoken. That’s why he immediately closed his mouth and explained what he meant.

“It’s not like that. I mean…”

Lorenzo wanted to explain what he meant, but Blanca had already cut off his words and was trying to open the car door. She intended to get out at that time.

It didn’t matter if she was left in the middle of the road. She wanted to go home to her own parents.

Fortunately, the car door was locked. So, Blanca couldn’t get out.

Meanwhile, upon seeing this, Blanca immediately asked Lorenzo to drop her off at that time. “Drop me off here, Lorenzo!”

“I’m going to my parents home. I’m tired,” Blanca complained.

“Drop me off!” she pleaded.

Lorenzo grabbed Blanca’s arm and asked her to listen to him. “Blanca, listen to me, please!”

“What else do you want to talk about? What else do I need to hear from you?” asked Blanca, because for her, there was nothing else to listen to.

“Yeah. I mean…” Lorenzo wanted to explain what he meant, but Blanca cut his words off again.

“What do you mean?” Blanca asked.

“I mean, they persuaded me to be with Rose instead of you. I got mad and left them, Blanca.” Lorenzo said what he meant quickly to avoid being interrupted by Blanca.

“How can you abandon me because of that? I defend you, and I choose you, Blanca. So, why are you leaving me?”

Lorenzo was confused by Blanca’s reason. Blanca immediately let out a breath. She just understood what Lorenzo was saying.

At this time, she felt very sorry for Lorenzo. She felt very guilty about Lorenzo.

Because of me, she immediately apologized. “I’m sorry, Lorenzo! It’s because of me that you’re suffering like this.”

“It’s not because of you. They’re just being mean to you, Blanca.”

“I feel sorry for you, Lorenzo!” Blanca expressed her pity.

“So, please divorce me and bring me home to my parents, Lorenzo!” Blanca pleaded.

“No, I won’t. I won’t do that, honey.”

“I love you so much. So, how can I bring you to your parents home and divorce you? You know, right, that whatever the problem is, we’ll face it together?” asked Lorenzo, to whom Blanca nodded her head in response.

Blanca began to soften. A smile began to appear. She wiped away her tears and tried to stop crying.

At that moment, Lorenzo said. “Well, honey! Don’t be sad again, honey!”

“Yes, honey.” Blanca nodded her head. Soon, Blanca’s tears stopped falling.