ia Hamilton
I had just gotten dressed for my date with Hayden. I took with me a small bag and an old cell phone turned on only to record conversations.
I was nervous, a lot, something could go wrong, he could suspect something and want to shut me up, his mother could also already know or Hayden would be pretending too, just like me. But I prefer to think positive.
As soon as I went downstairs I found Magdalena coming in, she had just come home from work.
- Hey. I walked over to greet her with a kiss on the cheek.
- Hi girl. she said despondently.
"Are you all right?" I asked looking at his face.
- Just a little tired. Lazzáro's move has been postponed to next week.
- It's because? Did something happen? My stomach is already in knots.
— One of the house painters couldn't finish the painting in time. But this was only reported today. They say he felt sick, it seems it was the strong smell of paint. I widened my eyes, feeling a tightness in my chest.
“My God, Mag. Is he really bad?
- Not a lot. It seems he felt dizzy and had a fever, he was removed from work by the company, Mr. Bartholomeu was only angry that they hadn't said anything to him about the paint having harmed the painter.
And then the pieces that were already forming in my mind a few days ago, now also started to make more sense.
— Were the other rooms in the house also painted or renovated? I asked.
— Yes, the whole house without exceptions has been renovated.
— And only the painter in the room fell ill and was dismissed? My nerves were on edge.
- Yes. She looked at me strangely because of the number of questions.
“Mag, we need to talk. — I held his hands — But first answer me, how is Lazzaro doing?
— He's been stressed about something I don't know what it is. Today he didn't want to eat anything and didn't leave the room, he said he didn't feel like it. Ah, I heard him talking to Marjorie the lawyer, who was going to travel again, do new tests.
"He is not well!" There's something with him. And his stepmom, Hayden and even Nadia are together plotting something. I overheard a conversation the other day about something in the perfume and paint in his room at the new house. Now you tell me these things, it only increased my suspicions. The tired features became incredulous.
- I don't believe! But how... Lia? The confusion visible on her face made me hug her.
- Don't worry. I'll figure this out. I said convinced and furious.
I didn't care at all if I had to be deceitful and deceitful with them, as they had been with the love of my life. I was going to make it end before it ended his life.
I said goodbye to Magdalena without saying where I was going or with whom. I just said that I would resolve the situation, she trusted me and gave me her blessing. I walked downtown in a hurry until I found that Mexican restaurant. I stood there until I noticed footsteps approaching me, I looked to the side and saw Hayden, totally stunning and well dressed, honestly he was a very handsome man and could make anyone fall in love with him, except he opened his mouth, seen that only nonsense comes out of it.
However, he didn't even come close to Lazzáro for me, he was the best and most handsome of them all.
- Wow! You are very pretty. he exclaimed euphorically.
- Thanks. I smiled, I wasn't going to compliment him back.
- Lets go in? I nodded and took his hand. At that moment he looked at me with triumph.
It looked like I was managing to fool him.
Talk goes, talk comes, I'm already bored, finally Hayden got into an interesting subject for me.
— So why did you decide to leave Lazzaro? he asked.
My chance to persuade him.
— He didn't like me, it ended up not working out. I played with the intention of capturing his doubts.
"How can I not like you?! — right... I didn't expect this indignation from him, but ok.
— I don't think I did either, you know... We stayed together just out of loneliness, lack. I ended up thinking it would be better to leave it, it wasn't good. He didn't treat me very well, he cheated on me with that Miss Valêncio and...
- I always knew! — he exclaimed, interrupting me — He's in love with her, Miss Valêncio is the love of his life. He knew Hayden's intention very well and didn't fall for it.
If Lazzáro loved her, they would be together. I wouldn't let myself be manipulated, not at all. So I had to play their little game.
- Yes, exactly. And it destroyed me... - I pretend to wipe away an invisible tear - I loved him, but after that I hate him. I never want to see him again.
“So there are two of us, Lia. Three, actually. Me and my mom also hate Lazzáro and we're dying to get rid of him, all we want is to squeeze all the money from my mother's late husband and disappear around the world living in luxury. - His speech full of excitement disgusted me, I wanted to throw up but I held back.
“He won't let you get it that easy. Even I, who is an ex-wife, couldn't get a dollar out of him. I'm living on favors in other people's homes.
— Lia, so join us in this and we're going to finish him off, we're going to take everything he has. What do you think? - the hatred that dominated me was so strong that I had to feign dizziness in order to concentrate and continue lying.
- Sorry. I'm not feeling very well. I muttered.
- What are you feeling? — he asked touching my arm, I felt the repulsion at the time.
"Nothing, I'm fine now." So, as you said... What are they planning against him? I'm in, whatever it is! — I used my anger against him to express myself and make him believe that I was angry with the love of my life.
When my biggest anger was him, his mother and bitch Nadia.
— Don't get me wrong, but the only way to end someone like that for good is... — and then to give him more confidence, he concluded his sentence along with everything I had already discovered.
“Kill him! Clear. He nodded, smiling sickly.
So simple, isn't it Hayden? I smiled inwardly at having managed to get a spontaneous confession out of him, even if I had to sink to the same level as the bastard.
— Hello, what would you like to order? a waiter asked.
I was airborne, still incredulous at the coldness with which Hayden invited me to kill Lazzáro. I couldn't concentrate on anything else, I just told him he could order whatever he wanted. I couldn't just run off and tell you what I found out, it had to be in secret so we didn't risk reprisals.
And then it all started to make sense, finally. The day I found Nadia leaving his room at three in the morning, she was certainly putting something in her perfume, as I heard in her conversation on the phone. Joyce and Hayden were poisoning Lazzáro through the paint on the room in the new house, this was only confirmed after I found out that the painter was also sick, this did not let slip that the one in the current house was also poisoned.
Was that why Lazzáro didn't want me to love him? He knew he was sick... Could there still be a cure after discovering the cause? How could all the doctors he traveled to do those "tests" not find anything? Would they all be bought too?
But... And the worst. Was it already too late?