Chapter 11 Poor Lucia…

• The following days passed in total tranquility, my husband was still traveling with his little lover, he had not spoken to Carlos, he did not have a specific job for him, and after the last meeting I feel a bit ashamed for what happened that afternoon” night, for me it was wonderful, but I supposed that he was used to this type of events, because despite not being a gigolo, all my friends hired him to be their companion, to the spa, to the hairdresser, shopping, to do some bank paperwork, among many other things that rich people do every day, and how not to appreciate their company, if it was wonderful.
• A call takes me out of my thoughts... Lucia?
• “Hello Amanda, aww! sorry for calling you, but I don't have family in the city, and your stupid husband is with his lover, my water broke, Samantha must stay with him baby, could you help me at the hospital please? at least while my son is born.”