Chapter 12

Lucas’s POV

Giselle was out of the country. Last night, I drove it to the airport. I will miss my girl. And since I had nothing to do with our love nest, I just went home. The lights are off, which is why, while I was walking into my room, I bumped into a woman, and I just felt my clothes get wet. She fucking puked on my shirt!

I curse so loudly at her, but she is drunk and mindless about what fucking happened. Dear Christ, I might do something terrible to this drunken woman.

I cleaned up his mess. I didn't change her clothes; why would Ier clothes; why would I? I immediately took a shower and then went to sleep.

I didn't fall asleep right away, to be honest. I think of my son, Enrique. I did not monitor the child's growth. Because I fucking hate his mother too. Even if it only takes a few hours, I can get along with the child. It's like I'm feeling lighter with him.

He is smart and kind. We also have a lot of similarities. I am happy that somehow I am