On the journey to the hotel, during the time it took Nicolas to inform his parents that they had arrived, Mia settled into the room. However, Nicolas's mood soured as a photo of Mia reached his cell phone – a photo taken on the morning of their wedding day. There she was, wearing her wedding dress, locked in an embrace and sharing a passionate kiss with a man whose face remained hidden from view. The sight of Mia, tears streaming down her face as she kissed a man who wasn't him, erased the calmness from Nicolas's voice, replacing it with a rabid ferocity."Why did you kiss him just before marrying me?" His words dripped with a seething anger as he burst into the room, demanding an explanation from his newly-wedded wife."You're such a slut," Nicolas's formerly composed tone had vanished, replaced by the snarl of a wounded beast."Because it's him I love. He's the one I want to be with," Mia retorted defiantly."You're repulsive.""I'm repulsive? What about you, who bought a wealthy wi

Solitude was something Mia cherished in that house, a place that always seemed crowded with people who watched her every move, waiting for her to make a mistake so they could report it to Nicolas. Meanwhile, fury consumed him. He longed for the right to barge into the bathroom and take a shower with his wife, but it wasn't possible. She would kick him out, so he retreated to the garden, as far away as he could, to contain his rage."I brought you more coffee," Ana resumed her duties as a secretary swiftly. By the end of the first week, Nicolas hardly spoke to anyone."Don't you want to join me?" Nicolas sought to regain control of his life after a week of alcohol and solitude."You already have your wife for that.""Please, Ana, have a seat.""I'm sure your wife will get angry.""Just sit down," Nicolas's tone was much calmer than the one he used with his wife. "Being married doesn't mean we can't be friends.""You could have at least told me.""It was all over the news, Ana. You coul

The days in Nicolas' mansion seemed to stretch endlessly. Mia found herself trapped in her room, her voluntary prison, contemplating the life she had left behind and the love she yearned for with all her heart. The distance from Esteban made her suffer, and the coldness with which she treated Nicolas only made things worse. Every attempt he made to get closer to her was met with icy glances and sharp words.However, deep in her heart, Mia knew that she couldn't go on like this forever. Nullifying the marriage and returning the money Nicolas had given to her family was an option, but the reality of her deceased grandfather and the responsibility she now had over the Brown empire forced her to consider other alternatives.One afternoon, while wandering through the mansion's expansive garden, Mia made a decision. She decided it was time to take a step toward peace, even if it was a small one. She approached Nicolas, who was sitting by the pool, gazing at the reflection of the sun on the