The Casa Del Castaneda

Persuade Wither

“Where to go?” ask Rafael riled.

“To my father's house. That's where I'm supposed to be. Not here.” Paloma continued on. No matter what Rafael keeps following.

“Stop, Paloma. It's night,” prevent Rafael. He blocked the woman's steps. Rafael didn't let him go forward.

Paloma. She stared intently and hatefully at the man who was still her husband. A moment later, the hazel-eyed woman turned her face away, as if unwilling to see the handsome face of the man before her.

Rafael is aware that he has made one more mistake. Maybe he shouldn't have hit Sebastian back, making Paloma even more annoyed at him. However, as a man, he could not always hold back his anger. Rafael nodded slowly.

“Do not go. As father said earlier, he wants you to stay here as his son-in-law.” Rafael spoke expectantly.

“I wouldn't be your wife! You've done enough to make me the dumbest woman in the world!” reject Paloma ketus.

Rafael took a deep breath. Every now and then, she restored her brown hair that began to lengthen. The handsome man with gray eyes seemed to think. He had to find a way, to get Paloma to undo his intentions.

“Soaring!” paloma jolt with a loud enough voice. Fortunately, the distance to the party hall was far from where they were at the moment. So, it is certain that none of the invited guests will be aware of the hot incident that night.

However, not with some servants who happened to pass by around there. They heard clearly, Paloma's quarrel and anger against Rafael.

The servants whispered to each other. Because, for a long time in the magnificent building where Rogelio lived, there was no crowd. The building was very quiet and scary. However, after Paloma and Rafael returned, almost every day the servants heard a commotion.

“I won't let you go alone. If you want to go back to Mr Sanchez's house, then I will come with you,” Rafael said taking the decision without asking for Paloma's opinion, because Rafael is confident that his wife will definitely refuse outright.

What Rafael expected is true. Paloma raised a gaze of protest. He glared sharply at the man. “Already expected,” said Rafael again while clucking slowly.

“Never follow me!” sergeant Paloma is firm. His tone was very ketus.

“Sorry, I will not comply with your request,” reject Rafael. He tried to remain calm in front of Paloma. The man doesn't want to act stupid anymore. Raphael was getting closer. “You heard what the pastor said yesterday?” A soft, fixed look, he gave to the woman who looked away from him more.

Rafael smiled knot. “Pastor says we should stay together. Just the two,” he said calmly. “I think moving to Mr Sanchez's house is not a bad idea,” the man continued.

“I'll stay alone there!” refute Paloma. It is clear that he does not want to be close to Rafael.

Rafael returned with a smile. He should have more patience, in the face of Paloma. Moreover, the woman had a harsh disposition. It would not be good if he got carried away with emotions like that. “Three months, Paloma. Pastor says only three months,” said Rafael. “If in that span of time I did not manage to convince you to re-build the household with me, then .. then I will not expect anything more. I'll accept the decision you want. I won't force you to come back to me.”

Paloma did not answer. He also turned his face away from Rafael.

“If you want to leave here, then wait until tomorrow. I'll talk to dad. Now, we go back to the party hall,” take Rafael gently.

“I don't want to!” reject Paloma while turning the body. Without saying anything more, he passed back to his room. Paloma tightly closed the door of the room, leaving Rafael who was still glued alone.

Sebastian has returned to the hotel. He took off the tuxedo he was wearing with anger. The handsome widower did not want to linger in Mexico.

Sebastian was disappointed. When he tried to re-open his heart, it turned out that only false hope he got. It's possible that Sebastian has been misdirected in throwing his arrow. However, the man shook his head immediately.

“No!”

Sebastian sat on the edge of the bed half bent. He scooped up his face and hair. Sebastian's mind is so fucked. The handsome man could not think clearly.

Moments later, Sebastian sees the watch on his left wrist. Time shows at twelve o'clock. That means that in Spain it is morning. Sebastian then took the cell phone he had just thrown randomly on the bed. His intention was to contact Martin

“Hola. Habla Martin,” greet the foreman from the distant hemisphere.

“Martin, how are things there?” ask Sebastian. He began to temper his anger. Sebastian doesn't have to show everyone that he's in a mess right now.

“Everything is fine, sir. How are you there?” Martin asked back.

“Um. Everything's fine. However, I've already cancelled my cooperation with Mr. Rogelio Gallardo. There are some things that made us decide not to continue,” Sebastian explained.

“What's the problem, sir?” ask Martin. He knows Sebastian very well. The employer never violated the agreement, especially to cancel the cooperation contract.

“Nothing. We will discuss it there later. I'll be back in Spain soon. Call Mr. Martinez and make an appointment to meet. I want to discuss something with him,” Sebastian said.

“Alright, sir. I'll call him soon. About, when will you be back?” ask Martin again.

“Tomorrow. I'll be home tomorrow,” break up Sebastian sure. After a short chat, the man hung up his phone.

Sebastian is back. He opened a gallery on his phone. Sebastian saw several photos showing the beautiful face of Paloma. Slowly, gently rubbed the face in the photo.

The feeling of unwillingness still lingered on him. Sebastian is not used to defeat. “No, Paloma. It's not what I expected,” he said. The handsome widower shook his head slowly. “I love and want to have you."

Sebastian kept looking at the beautiful face with those beautiful pair of hazel eyes. “Should you go back to your bastard husband?" snarl.