“I MARRIED AN OLD ONE RICH FOR THE MONEY — BUT WHEN I KNEW WHO HE REALLY WAS, I CRIED. »
But people said they were nice and very rich.
« Ma fille, » dit sa mère en reprenant son souffle, « c’est peut-être ta chance. Pour que nous n’ayons plus à souffrir. »
And out of desperation, Ella accepted.
MARRIAGE WITHOUT LAUGHING
The wedding took place in a large house in Tagaytay.
While wearing a sumptuous dress, she felt a weight on her chest.
Not joy, but fear.
At the altar stood the man she was going to marry: Don Armando.
Gros, transpirant et avec une voix grave.
He smiled at her, but she could not bring herself to smile in return.
“From now on,” said Don Armando, “I will take care of you. Don’t worry about money anymore. »
Ella contented herself with acquiesce, but inside her something was screaming:
“I did this so that Mom could live. For my brother. »
And that night, instead of a kiss of love, she wept with the rain outside.
LIFE INSIDE THE PALACE
A few days later, she gradually got to know her “husband.”
Don Armando was silent, always on the lookout, and seemed to weigh each of his movements.
He was nice, but there were times when his eyes seemed… different.
One evening, while they were dining, she noticed how Don Armando was holding his drink.
It was not the hand of an old man.
Clean, smooth and solid.
“Don Armando,” she asked, “how old are you already? »
He just smiled.
Enough to understand the true value of a person. »
She was surprised, but said nothing.
Until the day the steward said to him:
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