5

Christopher

Apparently Gabriela began to feel a certain attraction towards me which made me very happy, because that means that my plan is going wonderfully, for now my marriage is secret I do not run the risk that someone will find out, my staff will not open their mouth and neither will I. Everything had to be perfect, there could be no failures, my plan had to work.

"Are you nervous?" I asked the chestnut who was lying on the stretcher.

-A little- I would say a lot judging by his whole trembling body.

-Everything will be fine, you'll see- some nurses come in with a doctor.

• Hello, ma'am, I'm the anesthesiologist, you'll feel a small picket, but it won't hurt - he injects it, when the doctor arrives I look at him smiling.

She whispers something to me when Gabriela is sedated and I sit down, letting them take her away.

...

Gabriela

I opened my eyes little by little, accustoming them to the light.

When did I fall asleep?

"You woke up," says a male voice, which I identify as my husband's.

-Have they finished yet?

• that's right and everything went well - I try to get up, but I can't there is still anesthesia in my body. - you'd better rest - I don't listen anymore, I close my eyes again and I see dark.

Christopher

"She's very pretty," says my grandmother seeing her, then she hits me with her bag on my chest.

She didn't want my grandmother to come, but apparently one of the gossiping nurses told her that she was here while she was under review.

-But what? - I complain, rubbing the affected area.

"That was for not telling me that you were dating someone," he hits me again.

Great, now my grandmother has become an expert hit girl.

-And this for not inviting me to the wedding- she talks a little angry.

-I already told you, grandma, it was unexpected and intimate.

-Unexpected nothing, I'm your grandmother Christopher Harvey- My name was too long to sound scolding.

• There will be another wedding that you can attend like Danielle's.

-It's easier for me to get married again than for your sister to get married- I can't say anything about it, because she's right.

• well... - before I finished I saw out of the corner of my eyes, how my wife was waking up.

My salvation!

• You woke up - I left what I was going to say in the air.

-How long did I sleep? - She tried to accommodate, I helped her when I saw how she was still a little sedated.

-Enough, honey- my grandmother answered in my place, Gaby looked at my grandmother confused- I'm Sofia Huberman, the grandmother of this being- I pointed out.

Now I'm no longer his grandson, I'm "this being"

Gabriela opened her mouth in surprise, it didn't take long to get back together and form a slight smile on her face.

-I've heard so much from you- I thank you mentally for saying that.

-I hope for good things.

-Wonderful, in fact.

This is my time to flee, it's now or never.

• I'm sorry to interrupt, but, I have to go see the doctor so that you can discharge me - I said - would you mind helping Gaby get ready, grandma?

"For nothing," my grandmother responds, smiling and approaching my wife.

I didn't want them to get to know each other like that, but anyway this doesn't affect the plan, so I'll let it go.

Gabriela

-And how did they meet? - Your question, although it didn't surprise me, I didn't know how to answer

• oh, well we met... -my mind is literally blank-I think the anesthesia hasn't gone completely- excuse me.

-Don't worry, honey, it's understandable, it's happened to me too.

For this time the free one, but next time I would know that that white-haired woman who looked a lot like her grandson would want answers.

...

2 weeks later

It had already been 2 weeks since my operation and one since I entered work, the first days after my operation I didn't feel anything, it was as if I had never been sick, Chris was taking care of me when he could of course (but that didn't mean that it didn't stop being a sweet gesture), his grandmother visited me often, she was a very kind woman

At work I started very well, everyone is very friendly, I have a secretary named Cassandra, she works well, in addition to being beautiful and dresses amazing, she has a phenomenal sense of fashion. To be my first week, it was great for me, I met many people and I had several meetings, and now I have a divorce case.

-My grandmother invited us to dinner today- Chris went into the kitchen where I drank coffee with milk.

• Do we have to bring anything? - I asked, leaving the cup in the breakfast room.

"I don't mention Chris as if it were the most obvious thing.

Excuse me, in my world most of the time when they invite you to a house you bring them some gratitude, they call it education.

-What time will we leave?

-In 3 hours- I'll look at your Rolex.

-Then I'll go get ready- I left my cup of coffee halfway and went up the stairs, to go to my room.

The eldest of the Hubermans reminded me a lot of my grandmother and that made me feel comfortable by her side.

...

"Ma'am," the driver opened the door of the truck for me.

-Thank you, Jaime- he just nodded and got into the car to get us going.

-You look very good- I took my eyes off the driver and put it on my husband.

It was very strange that he told me, the last time he referred to my physical appearance he said that he had scarecrow hair.

-Thank you, even if you don't stay behind.

It was true that he looked very good in those elegant and expensive suits, it seemed more that he was born in one of them.

"I always look good," he said and answered a call.

Sigh for his self-centered response and look at the city through the car window.

When we arrived at Mrs. Sofia's house, I couldn't help but be surprised at how big it was. However, I wonder, won't she feel alone? I say it must be sad to live in such a big house and not share it with anyone.

-What do you think? - Suddenly my husband seemed interested in my thoughts.

-In that it must be very lonely to live in such a big house being only one person.

"You get used to it," I affirm with a feeling that I can't decipher,

We got out of the car, Jaime opened the door for me and helped me get out, I don't think I'm going to get used to this life, but I like it.

"Remember, we have to pretend that we are inseparable," I took my hand, nodded and entered.

-Dear ones! - Sofia welcomed us in the hall hugging Christopher and then me. - come in - we went to a small room.

"Can you drink, honey?" Sofia asked when we sat down.

I meant yes, but Chris interrupted me.

"For now he can't drink strong drinks," Chris answered for me.

-So?... - Grandma looked at me waiting for my answer.

-Soda, it's okay. - A young man began to serve me.

-What about you, my love?

-Whisky- these days I had noticed that Chris drank a lot of Whiskey, which leads me to assume that it is his favorite drink since I don't want to think that he is an alcoholic.

• Didn't they ask me? - I exclaimed a male voice at the door - I feel offended - he put a hand to his chest pretending to be hurt

I felt like I had seen him from somewhere, his face was quite familiar to me.

"Jordan, dear, sit down," my husband's grandmother said to the blond young man.

"Huberman," said the young man, greeting Chris.

-Brown--greeting- I thought you were in Paris.

-I was there, just yesterday I returned to London and your beautiful grandmother invited me to dinner- hug the old woman.

It wasn't until after a few seconds that I repaired my presence.

"And this beauty, who is it?" He extended his hand to me, I gave it to him and he kissed her taking me by surprise.

-Jordan, let me introduce you to my wife Gabriela Cruise, Gabriela and Jordan Brown

That's where I remembered where I had seen him, he's an international superstar.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you," I said excitedly, they should hire me as an actress, maybe Jordan Brown introduced me to one of those film directors he meets.

-I don't know you see so much beauty every day, so I guess the pleasure is mine.

-Be careful what you say, Brown, she's my wife.

"The busy ones are always my favorites," he winks at me.

Are they really best friends?

...

When we went to dinner, the atmosphere became very relaxed.

"What do you work on, Gaby?" asked young Brown.

"I'm a lawyer," Jordan's face looked surprised.

"Oh, I didn't think you'd change your models," he's addressing Chris this time.

"As soon as my grandson is," Sofia mentioned, downplaying it, while she cut a little of her flesh.

-I'm still surprised- I raise my eyebrows. -How did they meet? - He changes the subject and I must admit that he was very good at doing it

-We met five years ago- there was something in my husband's voice that made it sound so true- She was still in college- seat in response, because it was true- I always watched her from afar

Apart from being humble, he was a stalker.

-At that time I was dating someone and she too- her words had certain successes, that I made adamce to think were coincidence-Years later we met again, we were both single, but we started being friends.

-After a while he asked me to be his girlfriend- continue for him- he traveled all the time so I refused-the fun filled my husband's face- but he kept insisting until I said yes...

-And after the months I asked him to marry...

"It was the best day of my life," I interrupted him.

"What a beautiful story," Jordan smiled, but it didn't last long. "Why didn't you invite us to the wedding?"

-The same thing I asked her- grandma talked looking at her grandson was a little angry.

-It was something very fast, we didn't even think about it.

-Why didn't you introduce her to us before?

-I traveled too much and I didn't have time, I also wanted to keep it as a secret, they say that the best things are not counted.

Everyone at the table made a face full of tenderness and I couldn't help but think about all the information that could or could not be a coincidence.

....

My head was spinning thinking how to ask him the doubts that hovered around my mind, I couldn't sleep so I just turned in bed.

-Ask now- his words surprised me.

How did you know?

I saw that he was still with the electronic device in his hands like every night.

-Is all the information you said real? - He seemed indifferent to my question, but he still looked at me

"Is it?" He answered me with a simple question, with no details to clarify my doubt.

-Well, there are a lot of coincidences...

"It's a made-up story, Gaby, nothing else," he just answered before seeing the tablet again.

I tried to settle for the answer and convince me that it was a coincidence.