บท 33: HOW ANNOYING IS IT TO DEAL WITH JAVIER SANTAMARINA...
Izan Marsans protected Amaranta Cid, calmly placing her behind his tall and strong body. While Javier Santamarina looked on with disapproval. He was still against the idea of Amaranta's boyfriend being a man from a rich family.
"Mr. Santamarina, don't you know very well the reason grandmother would change rooms?" Izan spoke condescendingly.
"We changed rooms because we don't want anything to do with you. Do you understand what I'm trying to say, or do you want clearer words that might embarrass you?"
Javier Santamarina sighed and replied, ignoring Izan Marsans, "Amaranta, why are you so foolish? Your grandmother needs to undergo surgery. How could you handle all of this by yourself? Besides, this is not a minor surgery. Of course?" "Where would you get the money? I know you hate me, but could we discuss this civilly for now?"
Amaranta's lips slowly curved into a wry smile. She couldn't understand how he could be so shameless. —"What makes you think that I would hold a grudge against you?" Amaranta reflected in silence, "I don't hate him nor do I blame him. If anyone is to blame for everything that has happened, it will be me… I am to blame, for being easily manipulated."
"Mr. Santamarina, you have a daughter and a wife at home, which leads me to remind you that you have a family. Therefore, I have no intention of intervening in your family's affairs, but, similarly, I hope that you will not meddle." in my peaceful life with my grandmother.
I ask for your understanding of it and regarding it. "My grandmother's affairs do not concern you or your daughter."
Although he wanted to approach Amaranta, he did not dare to do so, since he was sure that Izan Marsans would definitely intervene again, he had already proven the strength that that man could give off in a matter of seconds.
Javier Santamarina was a respectable man, and it would be foolish of him to upset Izan and have him kicked out of the room like the last time. That would represent total social embarrassment if he was kicked out again like the last time.
"Amaranta, I am your father. I will not hurt you," Javier Santamarina promised. "Believe me, I also hope for your grandmother's complete healing. Don't be so hostile to me. The most important things for us now are your grandmother and your college entrance examination." Unfortunately, his words fell on deaf ears.
Amaranta was grateful for the fact that Mother Johanna had allowed her to star in a film with renowned director Daniel Exxo, which saved her from the need to beg for money from Javier Santamarina.
She was also grateful that she could face Javier Santamarina with confidence and proudly declare that she had never depended on him to survive.
But what she was most proud of, almost ecstatic, was the fact that she was in the rural hospital that night and saved Izan Marsans at that time. She was like a huge oak tree that could protect a sapling like her firmly against the harsh conditions, she felt so happy to be by her side.
"Mr. Santamarina, there is no need for you to worry about my affairs or my grandmother's illness. I beg you to stay away from my family," Amaranta demanded. When she spoke, she looked as charming as her mother, Monica, "No matter how adverse the conditions are, she remains firm and stubborn. She is exactly like her mother, Monica… Amaranta…" Javier thought. Santamarina.
Monica was the dream he had been chasing all his life, but because of that damn letter from that bastard, he lost her… And Amaranta to her mother…" Amaranta, it is impossible for me to stay away from you. Years ago, your grandmother refused to give you to me. I should have insisted on raising you by my side.
Now that grandma is sick, please give me a chance to be a father to you. You could depend on me for the rest of your life," Javier Santamarina promised and stole a glance at Izan Marsans. Although he noticed the displeasure and, above all, the distrust on Izan's part, he continued: "Besides, I am your father and I would never I will allow you to fall in love at an early age."
Izan Marsans and Amaranta saw each other for a fraction of seconds and were surprised when they heard what Javier Santamarina said. They couldn't imagine how he could be so brazen, supposedly projected, and very tough-faced to declare his objection to Amaranta's infatuation.
No father would belittle his daughter so openly without knowing the truth. Judging by this, you already know the tremendous way of acting of his rude daughter, Ana Santamarina, was coming.
"Mr. Santamarina, you always seem to be under the impression that I am having an inappropriate relationship with any man within my social circle. Will you suspect that Izan Marsans is my sugar daddy if he is even older?"
Although Amaranta Cid had never mentioned her family to Izan, she could find out who Javier Santamarina was in the blink of an eye.
—"Mr. Santamarina, first of all, I am not the boyfriend of," Izan Marsans clarified. "I won't make a move on a little underage girl.
I'm ashamed. Second, be mindful of her words, especially in public. "What you have said could cause other people to develop misconceptions about Amaranta."
When Javier Santamarina heard this, he couldn't say anything. His words escaped her. It was inevitable for him to question the relationship between Ye Amaranta and Izan, since he had seen many young girls hanging out with men rich enough older to be her older brothers in shopping malls.
Although they addressed these men as their older brothers, uncles, or perhaps fathers with affection, they all knew what their real relationship was, women who were bought for pure and simple sex.
Since Amaranta was a beautiful, naive young woman with an angelic face identical to that of Monica her Mother and she had come from the countryside, it was entirely possible that Izan Marsans could easily deceive and manipulate her.
As Amaranta's biological father, Javier Santamarina felt it was only fair that he take her daughter in her hand.
"Sir, since you are not Amaranta's boyfriend, then the matters between my daughter and I have nothing to do with you. Aren't you being a little nosy?"
Amaranta who couldn't be bothered to waste time talking to Javier Santamarina, interrupted: "Mr. Santamarina, I think YOU are the meddler here.
Since you have so much time on your hands, why don't you take your own daughter, Ana Santamarina, in your hand and stop her from running to the hospital to claim a random stranger as her sister? In addition, you should also take into account her words and actions. "I don't want to have anything to do with you."
"Amaranta, no matter how much you try to deny it, you can never cut ties with me, even if you deny it, I am your father, and that cannot be denied, I have rights over you, 10 years ago I began to take responsibility for your living expenses , but your grandmother never accepted them, she always returned the money intact, now that I know that you are very in need of money, I want to help you pay those debts, but you must come live with me...", he pleaded.
"Why can't he stop bothering me?" she thought, exasperated.
"I don't need a father!" Amaranta declared with conviction. "I've never needed one in the past, so I won't need one in the future either, not to mention that my mother never said my real father's name, and I actually believe that my mother would never have gotten involved with a man with you.
Now just please, direct all your paternal love to her daughter, Ana Santamarina, she requires more from you." When he finished speaking, he noticed Ana Santamarina. She was behind Javier. He raised his head and looked at Amaranta.
She then spoke meekly: "Amaranta, father really misses you a lot, as his daughter and I want to have you as my older sister."
Amaranta rolled her eyes at Ana Santamarina's blatant and hypocritical words.
'If only we were back in the town of Deifont instead of a hospital in the capital, I swear I will chase this shameless duo with a broom like they were sewer rats without hesitation,' Amaranta thought angrily.
Javier Santamarina did not expect that his daughter Ana would follow him there. He asked, surprised, "Ana, what are you doing here?"
"Dad, I know. I know that Amaranta is your daughter," Ana Santamarina answered carefully.
She was afraid that Javier would scold her. She lowered her head as tears formed in her eyes. Her slender shoulders trembled slightly.
Amaranta saw that Anata and Javier were having a rather long conversation, so she pushed Izan Marsans aside and prepared to leave.
The father and daughter duo were exactly the same. Ignoring and overriding Amaranta's wishes, they only assumed what the Santamarina family has, wants, and desires and that as long as they took her in, she would give up everything she had and run to them happily.
"Izan took Amaranta by the hand and proceeded to take her away from those." Amaranta, don't leave, I am your parents and I deserve respect from you."
"Ana ran and stood in the couple's way hastily and speaking in a sweet, almost squeaky voice." "Amaranta, dad has been looking for the best surgeons for your grandmother."
Javier Santamarina then intervened, "Amaranta I know an important person who knows another person who can help us find the best surgeons for your grandmother" -Amaranta clenched her fists. They wanted to hit someone. She didn't care who; she just wanted to release her anger.
"You don't have to worry about grandma's illness. She doesn't have to worry about her medical bills either, the specialists are already here and even the consent for the surgery has already been resolved as well.
Mr. Santamarina, please take her daughter with you and leave. I think my grandmother will live a little longer.
If he doesn't see you both, you bring back very bad memories..."
Ana Santamarina disagreed, shaking her head, "Amaranta, you don't have money. How are you going to pay for grandma's treatment and hospitalization? If grandma finds out that you have sold on the streets, just to pay the medical bills , will be very sad.
The Santamarina family has money and you are dad's daughter... My older sister. Dad, mom and I cannot stand by and watch you destroy your life by throwing yourself into a life on the streets, in such a dissolute life without doing anything."
Izan Marsans, I can't stand listening to the insulting words of that woman with such a black heart and since the first time he saw her, I noticed the evil that hides in her being, I walk coldly Like this, father and daughter. Javier Santamarina had not been there when Amaranta needed a father.
It was inevitable to wonder what the true hidden motives of these people were in looking for Amaranta now, after listening to the grandmother tell the story of the past to Amaranta, what hidden thoughts this horrible Family had, to harm her.
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