Pregnant with my sister's husband

r's husband, April. How did we get to this point? My decision to move away from my family and give birth in a remote corner

aula Rincón, and

the servant who brought her into the world. Years later, I was born, the sister who does not share blood ties with her. Our complicity, however, is unbreak

or a candidate of our same social level, did not approve of his choice. But what they don't know is that April's husband

ecided to return to Mexico. The perfect occasion arose when her husband, a congressional doctor, had to attend an event in Cancun. It was his opportunity to sha

I would return to the party that my parents were preparing to celebrate my birthday and also the

aw: Dr. Luis José Simanca. His intense gaze and enigmatic smile made me question everything I thought I kne

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1: Secrets

ed to go for a walk alone on the beach. The afternoon had fallen; I have always liked to feel the sand on my feet. I was distrac

was sitting on a giant rock looking at the sea. He approached me as quickly as he c

tepped on glass; i

is log and let m

reful; it h

quick." When he said that, I felt a

done that hurts me so much?" I scr

afraid I'll need to suture a few stitches, or the bleeding won't stop. The wound is small bu

red?" My eyes were filled with tears. The pain was unbearable, bu

u; my name is Luis José Simanca," he said,

e had removed the glass from my

I would never have imagined it. Does

you still haven't

aula, and I am ter

or it could become infected," he said, taking my foot and pulling out a handkerc

with me. My room is at the Cancún Suite hotel, just a

entirely appropriate to go with you to your room." I didn't know how to express my reluctance to follow

e with doctors from different countries. If you prefer, you can check it at the hotel reception. But

ain, and the wound is still bleeding despite the t

d, with his calm and comforting voice. I had no choice but to accept his h

a, and although I tried to lean on him to walk on one foot, the pain intensified, and the wound began t

ortable, I couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. His perfume filled the air