When doctors informed him that his wife had only a few days left, he bent over her hospital bed and, masking his satisfaction with a cold smile, murmured
A slight tightening in his jaw gave him away, though he quickly masked it. Lucía caught it when he entered her room.
“Love…” he said gently, approaching her bed. “You look pale.”
Lucía kept her breathing shallow, eyes barely open.
“I’m tired,” she murmured.
He leaned closer.
“I’ve spoken to the lawyer. Just as a precaution. In case things… worsen.”
Lucía opened her eyes more fully and studied him.
“Always thinking ahead,” she said calmly.
For a brief second, his composure slipped.
“I’m just protecting what’s ours.”
“Ours?” she repeated quietly.
At that moment, Carmen entered with a tray, interrupting the tension. Alejandro stepped aside, but his glance drifted toward the IV pump. Carmen noticed immediately.
“Please don’t touch the equipment.”
“Relax,” he replied stiffly.
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