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I MARRIED AN OLD MAN RICH FOR THE MONEY — BUT WHEN I KNEW WHO HE REALLY WAS, I CRIED. Ella, twenty-two years old, grew up in poverty. His mother had lung disease. His brother couldn’t afford to go to school. And she — a simple young woman who dreamed of succeeding, even if it meant losing her own freedom. One night the news came to them. A rich old man, Don Armando, was looking for a wife. Big, almost as big as a refrigerator, and almost twice as old as her. But people said they were nice and very rich. “My daughter,” said her mother, catching her breath, “maybe this is your chance. So that we no longer have to suffer. » And out of desperation, Ella accepted. MARRIAGE WITHOUT LAUGHING The wedding took place in a large house in Tagaytay. While wearing a sumptuous dress, she felt a weight on her chest. Not joy, but fear. At the altar stood the man she was going to marry: Don Armando. Big, sweaty and with a low voice. He smiled at her, but she could not bring herself to smile in return. “From now on,” said Don Armando, “I will take care of you. Don’t worry about money anymore. » Ella contented herself with acquiesce, but inside her, something was screaming: “I did this so that Mom could live. For my brother. » And that night, instead of a kiss of love, she wept with the rain outside. LIFE INSIDE THE PALACE A few days later, she gradually got to know her “husband.” Don Armando was silent, always on the lookout, and seemed to weigh each of his movements. He was nice, but there were times when his eyes seemed… different. One night, while they were having dinner, she noticed how Don Armando was holding his drink. It wasn’t an old man’s hand. Clean, smooth and solid. “Don Armando,” she asked, “how old are you already? » He just smiled. “Enough to understand the true value of a person.” She was surprised, but said nothing. Until the day the steward said to him: “Madam, don’t be surprised if our boss has strange behaviors.” “Everything he does has a reason. » THE SECRET FACE One night, Ella couldn’t sleep. She came out on the porch of the big house. There she saw Don Armando—standing on the edge of the garden, Take something off his neck. She covered her mouth. The skin of Don Armando’s face… Detached slowly. And under the skin, what she saw was not a fat old man — but an extremely handsome young man, muscular and well known in the business world. “My God,” Ella murmured, “what is it? » The man, surprised, immediately approached. “Ella, wait a minute. Don’t be afraid. » “Who are you?! “She cried, trembling. He slowly removed the entire mask. And in front of him was Ethan Vergara, the real CEO of the company owned by Don Armando. “I am Ethan.” I used Don Armando’s formula… because I wanted to know you — not like a rich man, but as a man.

Ella, twenty-two years old, grew up in poverty. His mother had a lung disease. His brother couldn’t go to school…