Deep love: insatiable lover

It was the next morning when Orlando woke up.

Images of Gerardo’s tirade, of the humiliation he had suffered yesterday, flashed in his mind and Orlando unconsciously clenched his fists.

-Mr. Orlando, are you awake? -said Jaime with a surprised look on his face as he quickly stepped forward and placed the porridge in his hand beside him.

-Let me help you up.

Orlando used Jaime’s strength to sit up carefully. Because of the injury to his back, he could not even lean on it and had to sit upright.

-Eat something to fill your stomach first, and take your medicine afterwards.

Orlando didn’t finish his sentence and picked up the bowl and ate the porridge until it was clean, Jaime hurriedly handed over the medicine again and Orlando took it without saying anything.

-Where is my grandfather?

His voice was especially husky and dry.

-Mr. Gerardo has gone to the office.

Jaime finished and looked at Orlando with some difficulty.

-Jaime, what else is going on?

-Mr. Gerardo said … told you to come to the office when you wake up.

Last night Orlando was beaten and vomited blood and had a high fever for most of the night. If he hadn’t been in good health, he wouldn’t be awake now. But he was badly hurt, and Gerardo didn’t have the slightest heart.

Jaime’s heart ached just thinking about it, after all he was the boy he watched grow up.

-I understand.

Orlando did not react to this; he knew Gerardo well enough to know how cruel and ruthless he was.

After a moment’s respite, Orlando gritted his teeth and got out of bed.

He stumbled as his legs hit the ground and he almost fell, Jaime rushed to support him, frowning worriedly as she looked at him wanting to say something.

-Jaime, don’t worry, I’m fine.

Orlando struggled to put on his suit, get cleaned up and get out.

Naturally, he was in no condition to drive himself and it was Jaime who arranged for a driver to take him to Grupo Moya.

-Mr. Gerardo, Mr. Orlando is here.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in talking to Gerardo.

-Let him in.

Gerardo grimaced, uncharacteristically. The secretary turned to leave and soon Orlando knocked on the door and entered.

-Have they found Melina yet?

-Keep looking!

-Nonsense!

Gerardo grimaced and grabbed a nearby ornament and smashed it into Orlando. He didn’t duck or dodge and was hit squarely. However, Gerardo didn’t lose his cool and grabbed something else and smashed it.

-If you can’t even take a good look at a woman, what use are you to be! Luckily, this time I reacted quickly and had the surveillance found and destroyed. Otherwise, if Director Lacasa found out that it was that bitch Melina who did this, Grupo Moya and you and I would be in trouble.

Orlando pursed his lips and ducked his head, not saying a word as he let Gerardo tear up and vent.

Right now he didn’t care about the Moya family’s centuries-old upbringing, and he was so pissed off that he was opening and closing his mouth like a bitch.

Of course, Gerardo was not at the point of burning out yet.

After all, surveillance was in his hands alone and Director Lacasa could not find out anything even if he did. If he could not find any evidence, he could not turn a blind eye and blame the Moya Group and him.

While Director Lacasa was not allowed to see the evidence, there is a point at which things can be de-escalated.

Gerard’s eyes rolled as if he was thinking of an idea.

-You, get your ass to the hospital right now and keep watch. Every time Felicia wakes up, you make sure she sees you the first time she opens her eyes. And behave yourself in front of director Lacasa.

Orlando bit his lip to death, his heart filled with indignation.

Felicia is a disfigured monster even when she wakes up, and for the sake of the Moya Group, it is unbelievable that her own grandfather would push her into that kind of monster without batting an eyelid for profit.

-What, you don’t want to? -asked Gerardo mockingly as he narrowed his eyes and looked at Orlando with cold eyes.

-It was because of you that things went wrong in the first place, so even if you’re not happy about it, you’ll put up with it. Don’t forget that I’m in charge of Grupo Moya now. Just because I’ve trained you and valued you doesn’t mean I can let you run the show. Now that I have my grandson, the big problem is that I’ll have to work a few more years to train him as an heir when he grows up. I warn you that if you still want to inherit Grupo Moya, you must listen to me.

I could not believe that Orlando had no ambition to take over Grupo Moya.

Gerard was not afraid of his ambition, because ambition was good for dominance.

In his mind, Orlando was not to be feared, even if he is a beast with evil intentions, as long as he has the cage in his hand to contain him.

-Yes, I know.

Gerardo was right, now he could only hold on.

With a sneer, Orlando’s eyes were red with rage and twisted madness. Now Gerardo did not treat him like a human being, and he would regret it later!

Gerard grunted inwardly as he saw Orlando suppress his displeasure and give in to the compromise.

She began to think about the possibility of Orlando marrying Felicia. The worst that could happen was that he could find an excuse to divorce her after winning the new energy project. Or, he could keep Felicia at home as an ornament, and not interfere with Orlando’s wild and unruly ways on the outside.

Marriage, in Gerardo’s view, was also just a tool to measure himself against profit.

At the Hospital.

Felicia finally woke up.

She thought of the last image she had before fainting and immediately covered her face with her hands, screaming at the top of her lungs:

-My face! Is my face all right? Is anyone here? Anyone!

The bodyguard guarding the outside immediately came in and, seeing Felicia’s frantic appearance, took it upon himself to approach.

-Don’t move, miss, and be careful not to rub the wound on your face.

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At this moment, he looks at the doorman with a look full of nerves, his red eyes are full of madness.

-Where’s daddy? Where is he? Daddy doesn’t love me anymore? Is it my face that’s ruined? That bitch! I’ll kill her, I’ll kill her!

Felicia went mad and screamed hysterically. She struggled desperately to get down and her hands clawed at her face again to tear off the bandages to see if she was really disfigured.

After all, he was badly injured and had just woken up. Instinctively frantic for a while, the sharp pain that had been ignored became immediately apparent when there was no strength.

And after all his fighting and tearing, the wounds on his face were crumbling and staining the bandages red, even as the blood seeped through. He looked as hideous as hideous, as hideous as hideous could be.

It was only when the bodyguard finally called the nurse and gave him a sedative injection that he calmed down.

When Nico arrived, Felicia had fallen back into a coma.

-You haven’t checked yet?

Nico asked through gritted teeth as he glared angrily at the bodyguard hanging his head in front of him.

-We checked, someone took the surveillance data first and destroyed the original video. It was completely destroyed and impossible to restore. And the other party did it so stealthily that we … can’t discover the clues right now.

-You scum! You bunch of losers!