Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

The three Carmencita brothers and the Pastrano family knew each other well and had one great thing in common, which was to protect the poor.

His relationship with Barreda is a little less close than that of the other two, but also seems closer in comparison.

Carmencita was brought up to be pampered, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t know anything.

He knew they were good at what they did and didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, tugging on Barreda’s sleeve and telling him: “Just scare him”.

Barreda raised an eyebrow, not very happy with the way Carmencita said she was handling the situation.

The middle-aged man, who vaguely thought Barreda looked familiar and did not look like an ordinary person in dress or temperament, looked at the two men suspiciously and said: “Do you know her? Who are the people with her?

He has had his eye on the company’s new intern for some time.

The clothes Carmencita usually wears and the bags she carries are top of the range.

At first I was a little wary; after all, here in Sky City, a random billboard could land on a celebrity.

But after a while, he discovered that Carmencita worked hard and drove a cheap car, so he calmed down.

He thought Carmencita was another of those gold-digging girls who liked clothes and handbags and such luxuries, so he looked for an opportunity to make a move on her, only to be cut off midway through by Barreda.

“You’re not good enough to know what I am, mess with the wrong people, just wait.”

Barreda’s tone was extremely arrogant.

He can’t really do anything to Carmencita’s boss, but at most he can make a dent in the company where Carmencita is an intern, unlike Marco.

Who doesn’t know that Marco treats Carmencita as if she were his own daughter?

The middle-aged man was already confused by this immediate situation.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

But neither Barreda nor Carmencita explained anything; they had both got into their cars and left.

The middle-aged man froze in place for a moment, then patted his head, remembering with a jolt where he had seen Barreda, and turned ashen.

…

The carriage was quiet.

Carmencita twisted her fingers and raised her eyes to Barreda with a pitiful look: “Don’t tell big brother, big brother”.

Barreda grunted and said nothing.

Carmencita knew Marco’s temperament, he had been very unimpressed when she had accepted her internship at the company, and now that this had happened, Marco would have to scold her again.

When Barreda said nothing, Carmencita reached out and grabbed his arm: “Ergo …”.

“Hiss …”

She pulled just the arm Barreda had wounded, and he hissed coldly in pain, his face turning pale.

Carmencita was quick to let go of his hand and looked at him worriedly: “What’s the matter with you?

“It’s nothing, just a small flesh wound. Barreda shook his head and said in a light voice.

Carmencita nodded and asked again: “Have you seen a doctor yet?

Barreda looked down, Carmencita’s eyes were clear and clean, as a child she was the most popular girl in the compound, a bit of a runner but always with a smile for everyone, he was not popular in the compound and everyone else stayed away from him.

Carmencita, on the other hand, is different, and every time she sees him, she calls him sweetly as her second brother.

He grew up as a human being, and when he was 17 or 18 and rebellious, he would get into fights outside and Carmencita would see him and help him lie.

Withdrawing from his thoughts, his tone softened a little: “I’ve seen it, it’s fine”.

“Oh.”

Carmencita bowed her head and continued twisting her fingers.

She was genuinely afraid of being scolded by Marco, and although he was unlikely to hit her, he was still quite intimidating.

Another reason was that she felt she was becoming pretentious now, and if Marco scolded her, she might cry, how humiliating.

The two men returned to the compound in silence.

As he was about to enter the courtyard of La familia Pastrano, Barreda stopped in his tracks and turned to Carmencita and asked her, “Why do you want to call me second brother if everyone else used to stay away from me?”

Carmencita froze and looked at him, tilting her head: “You were already the second brother, and those people didn’t reject you because they were jealous that you were born into the Pastrano family, and you were already very nice”.

Very good?

Barreda lost his smile and said: “OK, I won’t tell Big Brother about today.

Carmencita’s eyes widened in surprise: “Really? Thank you, brother! You will always be my good second brother.

“You’re welcome. Barreda smiled a different smile.

Do you think Marco won’t know if he doesn’t say anything?

Carmencita doesn’t know it yet, but Marco has someone who keeps him informed of her situation.

So, naturally, Marco would know about it without him having to ask.

…

When Carmencita returns home, Mrs. Ortis asks her why she has suddenly come back and she makes up a random excuse.

Still, she was a little worried that if Mrs. Ortis asked too many questions, she would slip, eat her dinner and leave.

It’s a bit of a loss to think about losing your first job like that.

He went to the food court and spent the afternoon shopping, rounding up his stomach and returning home.

Alarico had sent him a message earlier to tell him that there was a company party and that he would be back late.

On the other hand, the one who was almost dragged into it by her boss looked very pathetic.

Abandoning herself, she packed two more lobsters and bought a few more beers before walking slowly back.

The only solution is to overeat.

As soon as he entered, before turning on the light, he smelled another person in the room.

But it is not dangerous.

He used his chin to flick the light switch and turned it on before kicking the door shut before poking his head inside.

“Alaric, are you back?”

Thinking about it, she thought it couldn’t be Alaric. Earlier she had told Alaric that she would call her if he came back early and that the two of them would go out for a big dinner.

Consequently, Alaric never called her and she was left alone to prepare a take-back meal.

She put the lobster and beer on the table and was about to go to pour herself a glass of water when the door opened behind her.

She turned around to see a tall figure, leaning against the doorframe of her room, staring at her with his arms wrapped around her.

His head was wet and he was wearing a dark grey swimming costume and looked like he had just taken a shower.

Carmencita stood with her mouth open for a long time before replying: “What are you doing here …?”.

How did he get in? It was clear that he had locked the door.

“Just this triviality? I’ll drive one if you change it.” Marco spoke as he walked towards her.

He walked over to the table, opened a beer, then put on his gloves and started eating the lobster as if he were at home.

Carmencita frowned and looked at him mercilessly.

How can you look at her and be so righteous when you have forced your way through her door and feel so angry?

Marco saw that she hadn’t moved and couldn’t help but look up and ask her: “Aren’t you eating?

Carmencita was full, but only sent it back because she looked like she wanted to eat it.

He tilted his head to one side: “You eat.

The two had not seen each other for several days since Marco had last bumped into her drunk.