Of course, she didn't need that money now, nor her family's money. Her mother could yell at her all day, her father could disinherit her if he wanted, her brother could lecture her about how daughters should put up with infidelity, but Bernarda, she only wanted one thing: her freedom from all of them.
That's how the divorce was finalized, with long faces on both sides. However, Bernarda's eyes were bright.
She only had to complete the trips, although she didn't know the reason, she would continue with that task. Part of the inheritance had been given to her, although she was happy, the most important thing was still missing: the shares of the Davis group.
That day, Bernarda received a visit from Arnold and Sisi, the woman with a small belly that she provocatively caressed. The malicious woman looked at her with amusement.
Arnold, on the other hand, urged her to attend their wedding. If she wasn't there, everyone would speak ill of him and Sisi. Her presence would give the impression that their relationship was healthy even after the divorce.
However, Bernarda had a pain in her heart, not for Arnold, that love had broken long ago, but for the child they forced her to lose, whom they murdered so that another woman could be happy, an innocent who was not to blame for that war of hyenas.
That's how she left her office and went home devastated by the dream of the child who never came. She realized too late that she hadn't done the route. She had a GPS in that old car, so the lawyer would count the times she did the route.
In comfortable clothes from home, she hurried out, unaware of the storm that was brewing.
On the way, she saw how large, heavy drops fell around her, turning into a storm of great magnitude.
She ended up getting scared, even more so when the dilapidated car stopped and turned off.
That day was definitely not her day, so, in the silence of the vehicle, listening to the furious storm raging outside, she couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears. She felt so alone and helpless, sometimes she felt that the middle-aged lawyer was warmer than any of her family.
It was at that moment when she felt those knocks on the car window. They made her turn and there was a man who looked like the most handsome gangster she had ever seen, looking at her with wet hair and thick drops rolling down his handsome and angular face.
The handsome Alexander hooked Bernarda's dilapidated car to his workshop. It was a fact that that beauty was more dilapidated on the inside than that old car.
Bernarda got out, timidly looking at the huge man who took out a towel and handed it to her.
While she looked around, very distrustful and scared, she heard the man's voice trying not to look at her much, although it was impossible.
"Miss, your car is really in bad shape. It would be good if you left it in my workshop, I can fix it, and you're going to catch a cold. I have some clothes to lend you, don't worry, actually I..." But before the man could continue, a precious 11-year-old girl entered the workshop with shyness and tears in her eyes.
"Daddy..., my stomach hurts, and I'm bleeding, I think I have my first period. They talked to us about that at school the other day," she said softly and flushed with embarrassment, and there was no one else to ask, although Alexander's stepmother is always around, the girls didn't feel good near her, she always criticized them and bossed them around as she wanted and they were always scared.
The beautiful Belle realized the presence and turned pale. The beautiful woman who was standing there with a confused face was truly imposing, but at the same time made her feel happy, she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.
Alexander, on the other hand, scratched his head, he had read about it, but saying it was more difficult until he saw the woman smile sweetly.
"Hello precious, you are very pretty, my name is Bernarda, and you?" she said with a soft voice, a little cold, but it seemed trustworthy.
Belle looked at her father asking permission to speak, the man nodded, after all, that beautiful woman would stay for a while until the roads clear of water and she can call a taxi or he takes her home.
"Hello, I'm Belle, he's my dad," she said while blushing, she remembered that she had entered talking about something so intimate.
Bernarda, on the other hand, immediately rummaged in the car, she remembered that she had her period not long ago and had things that would help Belle, in addition, she should talk to her about this if she wanted to.
"Belle, look, I have here an electric heater, if you put it here, under your stomach, it hurts less, and here I have some pills for pain and swelling, also, I have some sanitary napkins, they are very thin, but comfortable, they are made of fabric and will not cause irritation," said Bernarda while holding the things in her hands making her look like a juggler.
Belle looked at her and lowered her head, she approached without making eye contact with her and said softly while taking her by the sleeve of her sweater, pulling her towards the house and out of the workshop.
"Aunt, Bernarda, can you help me? please, I don't know how to do it," she whispered while Bernarda had a happy face, that almost broke her mouth from smiling so much.
Bernarda entered the house and saw that everything was simple, but very clean and cozy. She felt happy, just seeing the colors, the dolls that decorated the shelves.
She helped Belle with that issue, told her what she should do and that, if it hurt a lot, she should talk to her father so that he asks for permission at school. She couldn't go so sore, it could be worse.
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