Episode 3

In the office, Benicio was dealing with a series of problems, including his company, the accident of the day, and the pressure related to the impending wedding. All of this was overwhelming his mind.

"My love, you haven't told me yet what exactly happened. How did this accident you were involved in happen? Did you get hurt in any way?" Carla asked, showing concern.

"No, I didn't suffer any injuries. In fact, the other person got hurt," Benicio replied with a worried expression.

Carla retorted, "But what was this idiot doing not looking before crossing? Have you ever stopped to think that he might be trying to get money from you?"

Carla was giving her opinion, but she didn't have all the details about the situation. Her words added another element of tension to Benicio's already stressful day.

"Don't exaggerate, Carla. How can you think that the guy threw himself in front of the car? If I were going at high speed, he could have gotten even more hurt," Benicio replied, trying to explain what happened and downplay the situation.

Carla came from a wealthy family and was known for her spoiled and arrogant behavior. Sometimes, Benicio struggled to tolerate her shallowness, and he had considered ending the engagement several times. However, the pressure from both of their parents and the fact that he needed to marry to keep his secret safe kept him in this relationship.

"Let's put that aside. As you said yourself, you're not hurt, and that's what matters. How about we go out for dinner tonight? That way we can talk about the wedding and have some fun. What do you think?" Carla made the invitation, sensually stroking Benicio's chest.

Benicio knew exactly where she wanted to go with this. Although he might be willing to have dinner with her, he wasn't in the mood to go further than that tonight. His desire didn't meet Carla's expectations, who had been complaining that they hardly had any intimacy lately.

"Yes, we can have dinner. I'll pick you up tonight. But right now, I have a lot of accumulated work since I lost the entire morning due to the accident," Benicio replied, immediately dismissing Carla.

Carla agreed and gave him a kiss. She was used to her fiance's constant evasiveness, although she was deeply dissatisfied with the situation. Sometimes, she wondered if he was involved with someone else because she couldn't find another explanation for his resistance to being intimate with her. Carla was determined to find out the truth if her suspicion was confirmed.

Benicio didn't have a lover, but he carried a secret that he considered a burden. Only two people knew this part of his life: his therapist and his best friend, Danilo. They met in college and since then, Danilo had been a constant support for Benicio, witnessing many of his crises and doing his best to help his friend.

The rest of the afternoon was consumed by work, but from time to time, Benicio still thought about the man he hit. He wondered if the man was really okay and regretted not getting his phone number. The image of the man's broad back as he put on his shirt also lingered in his mind.

"I gave him my number. If he needs anything and doesn't call, that's no longer my problem," he told himself, looking through the office's glass window.

Benicio worked until the evening that day. He only remembered his dinner with his fiancee when she sent a message saying she was ready. He sighed and closed his laptop, grabbed his things, and left the office. Although he was willing to have dinner with Carla, he had no desire to prolong the night. His desire was to rest.

After dinner with his grandmother and helping with the dishes, Adrian's joy still lingered. He went to his room to check if the papers in his folder were not dirty or misplaced due to the accident. After checking, he found that everything was in order. It was a precaution to avoid distractions the next day and to prevent similar unforeseen events like the one that had occurred that day.

As he closed his folder, Adrian noticed the card that the man who had hit him had given him. It was at that moment that he finally paid attention to the name printed on the card.

"That last name... it can't be possible!" Adrian was incredulous at what had crossed his mind.

Until that moment, Adrian hadn't made the connection between the man's last name and the company where he would have the job interview. After pondering this possibility, he took out his phone and did a search related to that name. His suspicion was confirmed when he saw the photo that appeared in the search results.

"This is surreal. I can't believe I was run over by the CEO of the company I want to work for," Adrian smiled, still incredulous but excited about the unexpected turn in his life.

Adrian considered the idea of sending a message to the company's CEO explaining the situation, but quickly changed his mind. He didn't want to enter the company relying on favors or privileges; he preferred to be evaluated based on his own abilities. Therefore, he decided not to mention the accident or ask for any special help. However, he couldn't help but think about what it would be like to see the CEO every day, if he managed to get the job at that interview.

At the restaurant, Benicio made a point of eating as quickly as possible to leave soon. Carla was excited, thinking he was in a hurry to take her to his apartment. However, she realized something was wrong when she saw him heading towards her house and wanted an explanation.

Carla expressed her suspicions directly:

"I thought we were going to your apartment, Benicio. I thought that was why you were in such a hurry to finish dinner. Can you tell me what's wrong with you? You keep avoiding me, it seems like you've lost interest. Do you have a lover?"

Benicio made a maneuver and stopped the car on the shoulder. He looked at Carla with a serious expression.

"I am going to marry you, aren't I? The thing is, there are some problems at work that have been exhausting me. Is it so hard for you to understand? You yourself complain that I don't have time for you and that I'm not interested. Do you think I have time for a lover? I'm without an assistant, you know that. Once I find someone else, I believe things will calm down. Until then, I ask for your patience."

After expressing his explanation seriously, Benicio resumed driving. The excuse he gave Carla was the same one he often used to not reveal the truth about himself, something he didn't accept. He wished for things to become easier and believed that by getting married, all the problems would be solved.

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