Chapter 37

Pablo's POV

"You don't have to worry about me, Pablo. You are my priority, you have no reason to want to sound pleasant.”

I raised my chin, opening a skele smile.

"I'm sure my brother's hiring doesn't force you to bring me to a hospital or go hours without sleep.”

"Let's not talk about my sleep," she said, sighing. It was a delicate subject then. I couldn't help but wonder what would be the problem of a rich and successful woman not being able to sleep. Would it be something loving? Joana observed a spot on my chest. I was still wearing a shirt, but I could notice that she was remembering hours before, when the older doctor made me stay half-naked in front of her. "How did you get so many scars?”

"It wasn't inside the prison," I simply said.

Joana frowned..

"Were your parents cruel?”

"No," I said right away, so I cleared my throat. Throwing a look over his shoulder, I found his security guards stood up like shadows, not even breathing.