Deep love: insatiable lover

-Do you think these photos are real? -Vanessa looked at Orlando in disbelief, “Didn’t it occur to you to ask me if these photos were real when you got them? Didn’t you ever trust me? Orlando, we’ve known each other since we were kids, we’ve been together since we were sixteen, all these years we’ve been married and you claim to love me, but you haven’t trusted me at all!

“Ha. Turns out it’s these photos that have wrecked my marriage.”

It was ridiculous that she thought something unforgivable had happened for Orlando to treat her like that. Instead, it was a few photos that made no sense.

What could be more ridiculous than that?

-Confidence? Ha, Vanessa, after seeing these photos, you still want to deny it? You dare to say that the woman in the photos wasn’t you?!

Orlando looked angrily at Vanessa, he had marked her betrayal from the moment he saw the photos, of course he had done nothing to confirm whether the photos were faked or not. Orlando deeply believed that his wife had cheated on him because he would never be wrong.

-You’re afraid to admit it was you, aren’t you? You don’t know that I knew what a scandal you’d made from the beginning, do you? Well, Vanessa, what excuses do you have now?

-I should thank whoever gave you these photos and whoever did this.

Vanessa calmed down instantly, because the source of her pain in the past was simply something that made no sense at all, but now she knew all about it.

It turned out that it wasn’t that someone had ruined their relationship, but that she and Orlando weren’t right for each other, that they wouldn’t last, that the relationship was bound to fall apart sooner or later.

“Well, that’s good, that’s very good.”

Vanessa consoled herself, but the smile on her face was pale and comical.

-Orlando, remember what I said? If you don’t divorce me and leave me alone, then I’ll cheat on you. Since you’ve decided that I’m this kind of unfaithful woman, there’s nothing I can say. It’s nothing, is it? Love or hate, true or false, it’s all in the past and it’s not worth dwelling on,” said Vanessa in a calm tone.

How ironic was it that love had turned to enmity?

Orlando looked at Vanessa in a daze, suddenly feeling that he had completely lost everything that mattered most to him in his life.

He didn’t understand why he felt that way, when what he was seeing was simply a despicable bitch. He was Orlando Moya, the future heir to the Moya Family, and he couldn’t care less about a fucking bitch!

Orlando’s eyes were cold as he stood up and looked at Vanessa with a cold, sarcastic expression.

-How can I leave you? You have humiliated me so much, how can I release you so easily? That’s all for today, next time you won’t have such a good chance.

With that, Orlando turned and left.

His face was grim, his eyes resentful, as if he had made up his mind about something.

“Vanessa, the love-hate relationship between us is already destined for a long time. It will never end until death.”

After watching Orlando disappear, Vanessa seemed to run out of strength and sank onto the stool.

Pornographic images came to her mind from time to time and she racked her brains, but she did not remember anything. So those pictures would have to be fake and artificial.

That kind of evidence could be poked at with a casual check and Orlando, who had been in love with her for years, believed it immediately.

“Ha.”

Vanessa leaned back in her chair and looked at the photo of Philip in the mourning room.

-Dad, I miss you so much, I’m so tired.

In the darkness, a black car came to a silent halt. Inside the dark car, a figure sat as still as a statue with a pair of dark, cold eyes staring directly in Vanessa’s direction.

It was Dylan Moya.

He had arrived just as darkness fell to stay in the car and did not get out, because he had seen Orlando.

And at that moment, Orlando was gone and had not yet appeared. He was still sitting quietly in the car, staring silently at Vanessa.

Her feral kitten was sad and wanted to come closer and cuddle her.

But Dylan did not.

He watched her silently for a moment before leaving.

There were many things awaiting him, such as what had happened to the Moya family and why that woman, Melina, had been allowed by Gerardo to stay in the Moya family. If something hadn’t happened, how could the hypocritical Gerardo have agreed to let Melina live under his nose?

Perhaps I could take advantage of this.

-Matthew, let me know the results of the investigation first thing in the morning,” Dylan ordered Matthew, who was driving in the front row, before getting out of the car.

-Yes, sir,” Mateo agreed respectfully.

The night passed quickly and dawn arrived.

Dylan changed his clothes and went downstairs, Matthew was standing tall in the living room with a folder in his hand.

-Mr Dylan.

-Have you checked?

-Yes.

Mateo handed Dylan what he had in his hand and headed to the kitchen to help him get breakfast out. Dylan sat down at the table and opened the file folder, taking a sip of milk before opening it.

-Pregnant? Ja.

So that was it.

The fact that Gerardo had allowed the most hated Melina to join the Moya family was because she was pregnant, what a hypocrite this old man was!

When he found out that Melina was pregnant, he immediately changed his attitude.

It was really ugly!

Now, his wildcat would be despised by Gerardo, because Melina was carrying the Moya family’s baby, so that Gerardo would have to arrange everything for that baby, creating a perfect identity…

Unfortunately, he had forgotten that he himself was not worthy of being a member of the Moya family, let alone that baby.

-Mr. Orlando, what do you want to do now?

-Gerardo will allow Orlando’s divorce, without giving him the opportunity to disobey himself. He is such a selfish and cruel man. Obviously, he did everything wrong, but he pretended to be clean and acted with a mask of hypocrisy before giving handouts. Ha…

This cold laugh contained both mockery and resentment.

-And what do we do?

-How can you let Gerardo get what he wants? Don’t you want Orlando to be rebellious with him? Well, we can take advantage of this point.

Matthew reflected for a moment and nodded knowingly:

-I know what to do.

-The old man is cunning and suspicious. If there is no definitive proof, Gerardo doesn’t trust the identity of Melina’s foetus and as he is going to do a doublet, we will shut him down.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

In fact, Dylan knew Gerardo better than anyone else.