“They say he has three children…”
“And that each one is from a different man.”
“That’s why he had to flee his village.

Whenever someone mentioned that, Isabella would just keep silent.

At the end of the month, I was doing something that everyone noticed.

He sent almost all of his salary to his hometown.

When some curious worker asked:

“Who do you send so much money for?”

She always answered the same.

With a soft smile.

“For Mateo, Chucho and Lupita.

Nothing more.

And that was enough for everyone to draw their own conclusions.

But the owner of the hacienda, Eduardo Vargas, saw something different.

Eduardo was not just any man.

He was the richest and most influential in the entire region.

Landowners, factories, companies… and of a fortune that seemed to have no end.

Politicians respected him.

Businessmen feared it.

And the townspeople spoke of him as if he were a legend.

For years he had barely noticed Isabella.

I only knew about her from the comments of the staff.

Until everything changed.

One day Edward fell seriously ill.

He was hospitalized for two full weeks.

Constant pain.

Fever.

Doctors entering and leaving the room.

Eduardo was used to controlling everything in his life… but this time he could not even control his own body.

And then something happened that I didn’t expect.

Isabella appeared.

No one forced her.

It just was.

Every day.

I brought him food.

It reminded him of his medicines.

And some nights… She would sit by her bedside when the pain wouldn’t let her sleep.

When Eduardo screamed in pain, Isabella held his hand.

“Sir… everything is going to be fine.

There was something special about that quiet voice.

Something that Eduardo did not find in people of his own world.

It was during one of those nights that he understood something.

That woman had a different heart.

Stronger.

More noble.

More real.

And he made a decision.

“If you have children…” they will also be mine.

Some time later he confessed what he felt.

Isabella was frightened.

He looked down.

“Sir… you are heaven… and I am hardly earth.

He paused.

“Besides…” I have many responsibilities.

But Eduardo did not back down.

“I know everything. And I accept everything… to you and also to your children.

Little by little Isabella accepted.

And that unleashed the scandal.

Eduardo’s mother exploded with fury.

“You’re going to destroy our family’s honor!”
“A domestic worker… and with three children?

Friends also made fun of him.

“Brother, congratulations… you become a father of three at once.

But Eduardo did not change his mind.

They got married in a small church.

A simple ceremony.

No luxury.

No important guests.

Only promises.

As they pronounced the vows, Isabella wept.

“Will you really not regret it?”

Eduardo took her hand.

“You and your children…” Now they are my world.

And then night came.

The wedding night.

The room was silent.

Isabella trembled.

There were nerves.

Fear.

And something else… something that seemed to weigh on his heart.

Eduardo tried to reassure her.

“Isabella… You don’t have to fear anymore. I’m here.

She took a deep breath.

Her hands trembled as she removed her veil.

Then she slowly opened the first button of her blouse.

And at that moment…

Eduardo stopped breathing.

He stood completely still.

Because what he saw… It was not what I expected.

Silence filled the room.

Why did Isabella seem to be hiding something from day one?

What secret had he carried for so long?

And what part of his story had no one in the village imagined?

Eduardo didn’t move for several seconds.

The candle on the bedside table cast a soft light on the room, and that small movement of the flame caused the shadows to move on Isabella’s skin.

But Eduardo wasn’t looking at his skin.

I was looking at something else.

Something I had never expected to see.

Along Isabella’s chest, just below her collarbone and down to