Deep love: insatiable lover

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The next day, Vanessa drove Candy to work at the Cazalla Group and Dylan drove them.

-I’ll pick you up after work, call me if you need anything, and let me know if Candy gets upset, I’ll take the baby to SJ.

Dylan instructed carefully, fearing that Vanessa might be uncomfortable or that Candy might be crying.

-It’s OK, don’t worry about us.

Vanessa smiled and shook her head as she got out of the car with Candy in her arms.

Dylan did not feel comfortable and led them both into the office before stepping back.

It was a good first day of work.

Both Vanessa and Candy adapted quite well.

When it was time to leave work, Dylan came early to pick her up. He picked up his little girl, whom he hadn’t seen all day, in his arms and gave her a good hug before giving up and setting her down.

-Is the job over?

-It’s almost done, stay with Candy for a while, I can leave when I’m done.

-All right, you go ahead, I’ll take Candy for a walk.

After Vanessa nodded, Dylan pulled Candy out and met Enrique in the hallway.

Although the misunderstanding had been resolved, Henry was still angry whenever he saw Dylan and did not look kindly on him. When he saw him leave with Candy in his arms, he was even more unhappy.

I wanted Candy back.

-This is the last inhalation for today.

Enrique placed the file on Vanessa’s desk, where it was supposed to go, but it did not move.

-What’s going on?

-Although I know it’s a little late for that, I wanted to ask you if you’ve really thought it through. I don’t know exactly what happened between you and Dylan, but I know most of it. You were so determined to go, desperate even. So I hope you think it through and don’t regret it later.

-I know what you mean.

Vanessa closed the file and looked at Enrique.

-Choosing to be with Dylan again was not a moment of impulse or confusion. I just thought clearly and saw clearly that there was no way Dylan and I could go our separate ways completely. There was too much between us. With Candy’s birth, a lot of things stopped making sense. The choice to go back to Dylan was not only for Candy’s sake, but also to give each other a chance.

-As you have thought it through and will not regret it, I naturally support it more and bless it.

Henry was relieved to see that Vanessa was serious and not impulsive.

His greatest fear was that the two would get back together for other reasons and that in the future they would separate again for another reason.

It had already hurt once.

If he ended up wounded a second time, the wounds would be even deeper and harder to heal than before.

-Enrique, thank you.

-What’s there to be thankful for, I’m warning you too.

Enrique smiled and told Vanessa to get to work while he turned to leave.

At the door, Dylan hugged Candy and clearly heard the conversation inside.

He did not shield himself when Enrique came out, frankly indicating that he had overheard the earlier conversation.

-Dylan,” Henry frowned as he stepped in front of him, “I can’t deny that I still don’t like you, or even hate or loathe you. But since Vanessa has chosen to be with you again, naturally I won’t say anything. I just hope you won’t let Vanessa down and hurt her again.

-I will appreciate it.

If it was earlier and someone dared to speak to him with that tone and attitude, Dylan would have made him pay for it long ago.

Now, many things were different.

He knew Enrique would say that for Vanessa’s sake, and since he was doing it for Vanessa’s sake, he naturally wouldn’t be upset with Enrique for anything.

Vanessa, oblivious to the conversation between the two men, gathered her things and left once she had taken care of her work.

-Come on, let’s go home.

Home, what a wonderful word.

Dylan looked at Vanessa with a smile on his face, not realising that the little beast he had started out with the selfish intention of using for teasing would become his deepest attachment, the source of all happiness.

-Well, let’s go home.

Dylan held Candy with one hand and went to grab Vanessa with the other.

He did not refuse.

Dylan’s heart fluttered with joy and his grip tightened silently.

Every morning Dylan would take them to the Cazalla Group and then take them home in the evening.

Rain or shine.

This lasted two and a half years.

If Candy hadn’t turned three and was ready for kindergarten and didn’t need a ride to work, Dylan would have had to pick her up and drop her off every day.

And for two and a half years, Mateo’s people were on Orlando’s trail.

Candy’s name ended up being Dylan.

Cecilia Moya.

Cecilia as in the old Cecilia.

Candy was Dylan and Vanessa’s baby, the fruit of their love, and they named her Cecilia in the hope that their relationship would remain the same no matter how many years passed.

For two and a half years, the surprising thing is that neither of them made their intentions known or obtained a marriage certificate.

The coexistence that had taken place was surprisingly good.

-Candy, we’re going to Grandma’s house today, so be good, okay?

At three years old, Cecilia is getting more and more beautiful and delicate.

Her skin is pinkish-white and red, her large, watery eyes look like a clear lake and her eyelashes are long and thick. They shimmer like the feathers of a butterfly. When she smiles, she has a dimple in her face, which is especially sweet.

Candy’s name is not in vain.

-Well, I must be particularly good.

Over the past two years, Mercedes’ body had been fine on the surface, but on the inside it had suffered more ailments.

After all, it was an old problem, and at one point it had got worse. Only in the last two years, during which she has lived in peace and relaxation, has her condition improved somewhat.

However, the disease was in his bones and was not easily cured.

Vanessa didn’t know and Mercedes hid it from her.

Dylan, who had been keeping an eye on Mercedes’ health, knew this, but he didn’t want Vanessa to worry, so he didn’t tell her either.

-Dad, are you ready?

Cecilia Moya asked as she ran towards the door of the room in her little leather shoes, making her way inside.

-It’s all right, darling.

Dylan was soon out with his suitcase, bending down to pick up his daughter as he passed Cecilia Moya and sitting her in his strong arms.

-Be nice to mummy at grandma’s house and daddy will be home the day after tomorrow.

-All right.

Cecilia Moya said with a smile as she hugged Dylan’s neck tightly.

-So good.

Dylan’s heart melted at the sight of his daughter’s adorable face.

She couldn’t help but kiss her daughter’s small, white cheeks several more times and rub her chin against them, making the little baby giggle.