Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 84

Erik improved his condition, he helped them with the children, with the cleaning, he even cooked, but they had to move to a bigger house, where they would be more comfortable, Ximena and Emily took over their businesses and he was left all day as master of the house, soon there were no more nannies and cooks. One day Ximena arrived home early, she was moved by the sight of Erik sleeping with his beautiful children on his chest, tears ran down her face, a soft whimper escaped her, which caused the false father to wake up.

-I don't know when I fell asleep, they are really adorable, I'll get up and serve you something to eat. -Erik carefully placed the baby's head on the pillows.

-I'm not hungry, what I am is thirsty and one of those dangerous ones. -Ximena wiped her lips with her tongue.

-I'm going to get you some juice. -Erik got up to go to the kitchen.

-But a barley one. -Ximena joked, and followed him with laughter.

-I got it, I'm so slow, I just happened to order some imported beers delivered. It was really hot today and I got really thirsty. -Erik brought a sic-pack of German beers.

-We deserve it, we should celebrate that we're well now, that we've stopped taking medication and above all that we're alive. -She uncorked a can and drank it in one gulp.

The six beers were gone in the blink of an eye, and they had to order more addresses, then they danced for a while. Emily arrived at first annoyed by the private party. What's this guachafita, I have to go to school tomorrow, my head hurts so much.

-Sister, it wasn't something we planned, it just happened to be sunny today and we had to get our words wet.

-I'm so ashamed of you Emily, we didn't mean to abuse you, we'll leave it at this size, it's just that sometimes you need a blowout. Come and have one. -Erik offered her a beer.

-No, I can't, I'm taking too much medicine, besides, I'm studying tomorrow, if you want to continue, but try not to make any noise. -Emily went to her room, inside she was cursing Erik, she was annoyed that he was such a bum and that he didn't realise that Ximena was paying for the house calls.

-We'd better go to bed. -He proposed so as not to bother her.

-What a daring proposal, sir, I'm not like that," Ximena joked again, or so it seemed.

-No, you misunderstand me, I mean to each his own. -Erik coloured with embarrassment.

-Ha ha ha, that's a good idea, we can go to your room to finish these beers, in fact, we can order more. -Ximena suggested something very dangerous.

-That's a good idea, we should order another address and even a bottle of something stronger, like a hot water. -Erik had already ordered it, he just wanted to legalise so he wouldn't have to pay for it.

-The drunken chatter modulated and changed as the bottles were uncorked.

-I don't understand why bad things have to happen to me, it's not fair. Life is beautiful, but it's short, with happy moments, but also sad ones. -Ximena raised a glass to toast.

-Sometimes it seems long when we're in a difficult situation, it's short when we're happy, it seems long when we think about a future event, but when it comes to that, it's as if we've only blinked. -Erik was also feeling dizzy, he tried to toast and hit his drinking partner on the fingers.

-That's what I mean, I don't understand why so many bad things happen to me. Apparently, I have an enviable life, I have so much money that I wouldn't spend it in a thousand lifetimes, I suppose I'm beautiful, since in the street all the men look at me with desire and the women with admiration or envy, I'm intelligent, I have a university degree to prove it, I have two beautiful and healthy children. What happens is that I am a catastrophe when it comes to love as a couple. -She took the glass in one sip, and passed it to him without making a gesture through the drink that looks like liquid fire.

It's something I read in a book called "I fell in love with my guru", from the title I assumed it was a love novel, and in part it was, although it also had themes of self-help and spirituality. In one part he explains that people are like a magnet and that they attract things. -He filled the glasses again and looked at the bottle that was about to be empty.

-That's hard to understand, how is it possible for someone to attract things that they don't like to happen to them? I couldn't have wanted to fall in love with the murderer of my parents, the cause of my problems. -Ximena raised her glass and drained it as if it were

water.

-It's not that, what you're looking for is the result. Sometimes people want to be pitied, to be given attention for their grief or to be admired for overcoming adversity. It's like people who climb Mount Everest, they do it for a self challenge and to be admired, it's very difficult to climb that mountain, they have to go through a lot of ups and downs. -Erik became a sage because of the magic drink, but it took him away from his true purpose.

-Maybe, the best thing to do is to concentrate on my children and my business, if love comes, then welcome and if not I will give all the love to my children and if I have any left over I will buy a dog or put in a garden. -Ximena was on the verge of tears, the image of Angelo was in her mind.

A kindergarten? -Erik asked in confusion.

-No, silly, a flower garden, it's easier to manage. -Ximena laughed, and this time she poured and emptied the bottle.

-Of course, if a plant wilts, it is cut down, on the other hand, if a child is naughty, you can't even hit him, if a caregiver misses a small blow, he gets in trouble with the parents, for them their child will always be perfect. -He began to stare at Ximena, he was looking into her eyes, he was looking into them, he was looking at her mouth, which resembled a red apple, which seemed to invite him to eat his fill of its sweet syrup.

-It's something that didn't happen in the orphanage where we grew up with my sister. There, anyone who misbehaved got beaten, whipped and punished. We knelt in little glass balls holding a brick in each hand and what we were most afraid of was the spicy bonfire, a very cruel thing that was administered by an old nun, we were all glad when she died. -Ximena said this with a smile tugging at the edge of her lips. What was this punishment? -Erik asked for another bottle as they talked.

-It's a medieval thing, they hung a very big bonfire, they threw eucalyptus and other plants on it, they tied the punished person's feet, hung him over the fire and while they prayed they threw chilli peppers into the fire. They did it to me once, it was very horrible. - Ximena remembered and felt the stinging in her nose and eyes again.

What caused them to inflict such a punishment on you? -He began to look for leftovers from other bottles and cans to complete two shots of an improvised cognac.

I think it was because I stole a cake and shared it with my friends and sister. The mother superior was too late to search us out, as we didn't even leave the tassels behind. But they say that the devil knows best when he is older than the devil, she confronted Emily, who was the youngest, and told her: "I know who they were, tell me and I promise that the punishment will be soft". She was a naïve child, she still is, she replied: "I can't, you will beat us for it". The nuns burst out laughing, apparently that made them happy, although it didn't get us out of this cruel punishment. -Ximena began to feel sleepy, but the doorbell woke her up.