Please behave My Lord
Chapter 166

Chapter 166: You just ruined everything

Diana then turned her head towards Leopoldo, a little anxiously, and could not help but speak: -Leo, did he take any bad pictures? If not, you'd better give it back to him, they're not easy either.

Looking at the trembling journalist, Leopoldo gently raised his hand and the camera he was holding went into free fall, and the next moment there was a loud bang.

The remains of the camera were scattered around his feet, looking somewhat disastrous. It was definitely unusable.

The reporter looked at them and felt distressed; in order to film with high definition image quality and adapt to various bad conditions, the requirements for the camera were very high and it almost cost him the salary of a me s to buy such a thing.

But then something occurred to him and he calmed down a bit when he saw the memory card in the middle of the shattered pieces.

With this one, his day's work was not in vain.

However, to her surprise, the long figure in front of her reached down and pulled her out of the ruin.

-I can let you out this time, but I hope next time you won't stalk me, I don't like it like this.

With that, Leopoldo took steps and turned to leave.

Diana once again cast a glance at the journalist in front of her, with condemnation and anger in her eyes, but in the end she said nothing and quickly followed him.

After accompanying her home, Leopoldo left.

She had just finished washing up and going out when her cell phone rang.

Diana frowned, put the towel down in her hand and picked up the phone, impatience showing on her face as she saw the number on the screen.

-You have the nerve to call me? I asked you to take some sneaky pictures of tonight and post them, this is all good for both you and me, but what did you do? You just ruined everything.

In fact, this reporter tonight was arranged by Diana, who wanted nothing more than to take advantage of Leopoldo to achieve speculation and also wanted Rafael to see him.

-Miss, you can't say that, who would think that Mr. Durán would replace out? Now I have not only lost a camera, I have almost lost my job too, who am I going to blame for these things? The slender figure wrapped in a bathrobe moved slowly and finally stood in front of the window.

Diana looked at the glaring lights and a discomfort grew inside. It seemed that everything had stopped going as she had programmed it, one thing after another was slipping out of her control and that made he very uneasy.

-What do you want then?

And this reporter on the other end of the line was thinking of blackmailing her!

-I suppose you also want to collaborate with me for a long time, don't you? In that case, how can I be a journalist without a camera? Don't you think so, Miss?

The words made him cringe, but he managed to suppress the feeling of nausea that kept coming up and spoke in a cold voice:

-Okay.

In this circle there was only one relationship: threaten and be threatened, and whoever could know more about the weaknesses of others would win.

On this side, Leopoldo headed straight to the hospital after taking Diana back home. Mariana was supposed to be discharged, but due to her mood swings that day, she ended up having to stay in the hospital for a few more days for observation.

But he stopped short in the doorway of the room, from which the lights were passing and faint sounds of conversation and occasional laughter could be heard.

He squinted, and when he heard a certain name, he couldn't help but freeze in place.

-Xavier, sorry for the inconvenience, you work so hard every day and you always bring me fashion magazines, and I have read them, many are out of print, thank you. Inside the room, Mariana looked at Xavier in front of her with a heart full of emotion.

She had been looking for those magazines for a long time and had not succeeded, but she had not expected him to replace them and send them to her so quickly just after she had mentioned them to him once. An inexplicable warmth enveloped her and she smiled, and on her otherwise somewhat pale face she added a crimson and did not look so haggard.

-Mariana, you don't have to be polite to me, aren't we friends? Aren't friends supposed to help each other? I found them in a recent essay I was working with, so I borrowed them for you.

Still, Mariana was very grateful for his kindness, and the mere fact that he remembered what she had said made her feel excited and warm inside.

-Xavier, I must thank you anyway.

They looked at each other and smiled.

Suddenly, the door behind them burst open and a cold breeze blew in, slamming over her and causing her to inevitably freeze.

Looking up, he saw the long figure standing in the doorway.

It was Leopoldo.

The smile on his face faded a little.

Leopold had a panoramic view of such a change: the woman who had been talking smiling jubilantly with the man in front of her had turned somber-faced as soon as she saw him, such a difference in attitude so striking.

It was as if a great rage had welled up in his heart and burned incessantly, his eyes grew colder, settling on Mariana with a heavy pressure.

-What's the matter? Did I come at a bad time and disturb you?

The words were harsh with obvious sarcasm and hurt his ears hard, making his face turn unpleasant. -What are you talking about?

Xavier, standing to one side, shifted his gaze from Mariana to Leopoldo. Indifference flooded his beautiful eyes, impregnated with infinite coldness. -Why is Mr. Durán speaking in such a tone? Mariana and I are just friends now, I just came to bring you some magazines to relieve your boredom.

He looked at Leopoldo without scruple, without flinching or fear in his gaze, but with deep warning and... protection.

As if irritated by the emotion in those eyes, Leopold instantly burned with a monstrous rage, which rolled into his eyes and invaded every part indiscriminately, swallowing the light in an instant and turning them black.

-Don't you know, Mr. Bolaño? Mariana is married and her husband is...

Leopold turned his eyes to her, causing her hand to tremble slightly as she held the magazine.

-It's me.

Mariana opened her eyes wide, her face covered with dismay. She looked at Leopoldo in front of her as if she did not know him.

Her heart was beating like a drum, as violently as if it was about to burst out of her throat in the next second, causing herself uneasiness.

Her hands clenched into fists, the pain of the sharp nails digging into her palms suddenly hit her and then spread throughout her body.