— Amaranta left Alberto Ortega's house and saw Liliana Cota, who was standing on the stairs, looking at her. He was a little surprised to see her, but he didn't pay any more attention. She smiled the moment his eyes met.
— She shouldn't have come.
— She was the beautiful daughter of the Cota family.
— Why did she have to lower herself to the level of competing with a village girl, without parents, without money, without social support? The education and training he had received from her would not allow him to do something so beneath her status. Been thinking when I came to this place. Furthermore, if he spoke maliciously to this girl now, that would mean that she had lost. No, she couldn't lose.
— Amaranta had no parents or anyone who could support her.
— While she, Liliana Cota, was a woman who could match Izan Marsans in terms of wealth, education, and appearance. Having pondered this, Liliana turned around and left the small courtyard in a hurry. Site like this way.
— Amaranta did not take into account Liliana's appearance, she was simply another passer-by. She returned home and silently packed the things she had bought at the mall today.
In addition to clothes, she also included some health supplements for Grandma Mary, apart from this thing she also acquired a mobile phone and a computer.
**The next day…**
— Amaranta woke up earlier than usual, despite what she had spent the night before with Alberto's Mother, she would continue with her normal life, she could not yet forget the happy day she had spent in the company of Izan and alone He went to school with his backpack on his shoulder.—
— Amaranta thought that this could turn out to be bad, so she didn't think much about it.—
— About 10 minutes after she started the afternoon class, Alberto's Mother, Mrs. Martha Ortega, hurried into the classroom.—
- Martha shouted: "Amaranta, where did you hide my son?!" She-she was furious. Everyone in the class became extremely quiet.
"Madam, you…" Mr. Rodríguez stopped Martha Ortega, when he saw that she was willing to continue with her tremendous attack against Amaranta.
— Martha Ortega's eyes were full of anger. She placed the letter that Alberto had written on Amaranta's desk. — "You are so young and yet you are not a good person. Instead, you learn from your mother and seduce men left and right. You even did the same to my son…" — Martha reproached the poor girl without any mercy.
— Amaranta asked, while she put her hand on her injured cheek- "Mrs. Ortega, what do you mean by this?" He-he saw Martha Ortega coldly.
— Professor Rodrigues, I didn't understand why Mrs. Ortega would use such harsh words against a girl like her. They are logical in her questions, much less in an answer, no matter how much he searched for it inside her head.
— So Professor Rodríguez simply proceeded to tell the other students to mind their own business and study in his place.
— Martha, still furious, had slapped Amaranta's face hard. Her hand immediately left a red mark on the girl's tender face.
— Full of reproaches, she told the Professor "Mr. Rodríguez, my son, Alberto, ran away from home because of her! Did you know that? My son has always been very obedient since he was a child. His grades have always been very good "He never disobeyed us, and we never had to worry about him. But now, he ran away from home because of her. My son has never wandered far from home, and now that he's gone, I don't even have money with him."
— Professor Rodríguez was also surprised when he heard that Alberto had run away from home.- "When did this happen?" he asked.
— "Just this morning." Martha looked like she was about to cry. She and Alberto argued last night. She had always thought that the disputes would not last overnight between her and her son. Quickly. That's why she hadn't thought much about it. She went to work as usual. When she returned home in the afternoon, she realized that something was wrong. That's when she went to Alberto's room to have a look. There she found a letter and nothing else.
She-she was so angry that her whole body was shaking. It's wrong for her to say that. Please apologize for all the insults she made against Amaranta…"
Professor Rodríguez was not all purity, he also had his own gains, in terms of saving Amaranta's face. She would be the one to bring him wealth after he came first in the mock exams. They will take her entrance exams, so He had been very kind to her since then. He definitely did not believe what Martha Ortega had said.
Amaranta was going to go to Capital University, and she had rich relatives.
Professor Rodríguez felt that Alberto was more likely to like Amaranta.
"Dreaming Amaranta!
Let me tell you this. If you don't bring my son home, I will make sure that you will never be able to take the college entrance exams!" Martha Ortega threatened Amaranta.
Her son, Alberto, was her lifesaver.
Her lifeguard had run away from home because of this woman. Martha Ortega thought she was a very reasonable person. If she were unreasonable, she would have already taken a knife and stabbed Amaranta to death.
Her son's perfect future was ruined like this!
Amaranta was angry, but she couldn't help but smile at Alberto's mother.
— However, no matter what happened, she couldn't tolerate the slap that Martha Ortega had given her today.
"Really? You're going to make sure I'll never be able to take the college entrance exams? Mrs. Ortega, you sound so confident. Does Mayor Ortega know about this?"
— Martha Ortega was just the mayor's wife, and she dared to threaten Amaranta.
—"Mrs. Ortega, I can understand that she has done something so rude because she feels anxious since Alberto ran away from home. But you should not treat Amaranta this way…" — Professor Rodríguez expressed these words to the lady. Ortega. She does not have the right to go around hitting people solely because of her desire.
Wasn't he afraid that if others found out about this, the mayor might lose his position?
— Weren't you afraid that if others found out about this, the mayor might lose his position? Amaranta was no longer willing to put up with these rudenesses and rudeness any more…
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— Marta interrupted Professor Rodriguez. She laughed and said condescendingly, "Professor Rodriguez, do you insist on defending Amaranta today?"
—"Yes, Mrs. Ortega," Professor Rodriguez answered seriously, his eyes narrowed. "I slap Amaranta Cid in front of the entire class, and for a moment I analyse that this has caused great damage to Amaranta's emotional well-being."
— Martha Ortega looked at Amaranta in a haughty and arrogant manner. She was the mayor's wife, and no one dared to tell her what to do. She would not apologize for slapping this random girl.
— Martha was considered a very fashionable person in this small town. She wore red nail polish and looked great. Always wearing new clothes.
— Was there anyone in the town who had not joined, supported, or bowed to Martha Ortega all these years? Her husband was the mayor of the town. Her son had received good grades since he was a child. She had never suffered any setbacks until now… She wouldn't do it, there is no chance that she would humiliate herself before Amaranta by asking for an apology for slapping her in front of all her classmates.
— "Professor Rodriguez, can I speak to Mrs. Martha Ortiz in private?" Amaranta spoke softly.
— Professor Rodriguez didn't understand why Amaranta wanted to do so, but he still left the room. He left these two women alone. When Professor Rodriguez left, Amaranta smiled sweetly at Martha. Then, without warning, he raised his hand and slapped Martha's face.
— So without any prior notification, Martha Ortega was taken by surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect this from little Amaranta. "You… You dare to hit me?" Martha asked, totally surprised.
— However, Amaranta simply shrugged her shoulders. Yes, she dared. What would Martha Ortega do about it? Immediately, she wanted to retaliate. However, Amaranta was faster and reached out and slapped Martha once more.
— "Not only do I dare to hit you once. I also dare to hit you twice." Amaranta replied, very self-assured.
— Martha was completely shocked by Amaranta's act. She pointed with one finger at the face of the girl who just hit her, while with the other hand she held her cheek. She was too angry because she couldn't coherently gather the right words to insult Amaranta.
— Amaranta smiled. She seemed satisfied with what she was doing.- "Mrs. Ortega, do you know what you lost when you slapped me earlier?"
— Martha wanted to pull her hand away from the grip, but Amaranta held it tightly. There was coldness in this girl's eyes, and Martha Ortega for the first time panicked for some reason. She had never thought that this little girl could show such arrogance with just her cold gaze. She was suddenly afraid. What would she lose? She asked herself.
— "I won't lose anything!"
— "No. What you will lose is your marriage, your husband, and your son!" — Amaranta smiled as she pushed Martha Ortiz's hand away. She rubbed her face gently.
— "Mrs. Ortega, you should have thought things through carefully before coming to find me, accuse me, and beat me. What exactly have you done to make your son leave home without saying anything? Why did your son leave home? Do you think your husband will tolerate this?"
— Martha didn't understand men. No, perhaps, it was because her life had always been fluid. She had forgotten what it meant to be cautious and prudent. No, perhaps she always lived too confidently. She didn't know why Mayor Ortega had been so excited, she saw that Amaranta had rich relatives. There wasn't a single man who would turn down offers. It was because any man with a brain knew the benefits and recognition the proposal would bring once it was implemented. How did he lose his mind and not measure the consequences of his actions, before reflecting on the consequences of what he was doing. All because of his old jealousy towards Amaranta's mother.
— At the root of it all, men were all beings who sought their own benefits.
— Amaranta could already guess what Mayor Ortega would do after what Martha had done today.
—"Amaranta Cid, do you think my husband will divorce me because of you? You are too funny. My husband and I have been married for almost 20 years. I know what kind of person is better than you!"
—"Are you sure you know him well?"
Amaranta sat down. She looked calm and composed, as if she didn't care about Martha at all. In fact, not long after, Mayor Ortega received the news about what had happened and rushed into the office.
— Mayor Ortega had already been informed about the stupid act his wife had committed at school. When he saw Amaranta, he immediately walked towards her. "Oh, Amaranta. Are you okay?"
— Amaranta smiled softly and replied: "Mayor Ortega, it's nothing serious. It's just that your wife had slapped me in the face and.
"You have damaged my reputation. I hope your wife apologizes to me in front of the entire class."
— "Dream on!" Martha Ortega screamed. She would not do such a thing. That was impossible. She was firm. Who did Amaranta Cid think she was? She was only an illegitimate daughter who did not even know who her father was!
— "Martha, shut up!" Mayor Ortega reprimanded his wife. The mayor dragged Martha towards him and glared at her furiously. Martha was very upset. She was furious with rage.
— "Husband, she is the one who is wrong," Martha began to say meekly. "If I had not seduced…" She had not even managed to finish saying the word 'seduce', but Mayor Ortega's expression did not change. On the contrary, it became even worse.
— "Shut up, Martha! Come on! Apologize to me!" The mayor used to think that his wife was somehow useful. But now, the compliments had gone to this woman's head that she judged to be above everyone else. He could have walked a path that would lead him to wealth and glory, but this woman was about to ruin it all. Amaranta's cousin before he left for the Capital City had proposed a big business deal to her, but now this woman was ruining it all, so easily.
— Did you know what kind of benefits Amaranta and Thompson Entertainment Group could bring her?
— "I'm not going to apologize," Martha refused. "Absolutely not."
— Mayor DI was enraged. "Apologize or I'll divorce you!" He wouldn't let this big business and fame slip through his fingers.
— "What? "You want to divorce me?" — Martha was shocked.
— In a fit of uncontained rage, Martha hit her husband in front of Amaranta and Professor Rodriguez. Her son had run away from home, but her husband didn't even bother to look for his son. Instead, he was going to divorce her because she had simply hit that fatherless brat!
— "Yes?" Tell me honestly, Mr. Ortega, is this brat your illegitimate daughter?"
—"Martha, what's wrong with you, you're out of your mind!" Mayor DI was furious. He dragged Martha away, pulling her wrist.
Martha was dragged to the entrance of the classroom. The students watched the scene. Everyone was eager to witness what she would do. Mayor Ortega let go of Martha. He calmly looked at his wife, whose expression was filled with resentment. He then said, "Martha, have you thought this through?"
— Being together for almost 20 years, Martha Ortega had always thought that their marriage was happy. But today, she realized that her dignity could not match up to this man's career… She wanted a divorce.
Just because he had slapped that fatherless brat?
— Martha didn't want to enter the classroom. She wanted to tell her husband to go ahead and Martha Ortega asked for a divorce, but she didn't dare to do so. Compared to living together with him, Martha's dignity was more important. It was a pity that she didn't have the guts to do that. Everything she had today was thanks to him. If they divorced, she would have nothing. She would lose her job. She would lose her son. She would lose her husband.
— Martha Ortega slowly walked up to the podium. The students in the classroom were staring at her. Amaranta also entered the classroom. She stood in front of Martha. When she saw the smile on Amaranta's face, it made her very upset, but she couldn't do anything. Martha felt as if she was going crazy. She was the devil. She must be the devil from a deep, dark place. At that moment, for Martha, she was the embodiment of all evil in existence.
—"Amaranta, I'm sorry… I apologize for slapping you earlier. Please forgive me!" Martha's words were monotonous and dry. Her apology didn't seem sincere at all. The mayor, who was standing at the entrance to the classroom, coughed. Then Martha bowed resentfully. Her dignity was completely shattered at that very moment.
Amaranta received a public apology…
Forced, but in the end Martha had more lessons in humility…
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