—You’re lying!
—The jade ring? It was my mother’s. She gave it to you when you quit your job, saying you were getting married.
Everything you know about art, wine, and travel… you copied it from me.
—Was it all a lie…?
—No, love, I love you! —Valeria shouted.
“No,” Elena interjected. “You love the 20 million.”
Hector hit the wall.
—Why did you come, Elena?
—So you can see who you chose.
And to let you know that, in these five days, I transferred most of the joint assets and shares into a trust in your children’s names.
I left you enough to live on… not to be powerful.
—You can’t!
—Of course I can. She was your wife. And the true administrator of your fortune.
Elena looked at Valeria.
—The house is yours. You signed everything. You can’t get it back.
Valeria smiled, triumphant.
Hector looked at her and then at Elena. He had lost everything.
“The 20 million,” Elena said, “was a lesson.
I don’t need it.
You needed to learn who you are… and who surrounds you.”
He took the children by the hand.
—Let’s go home.
Hector had changed.
“You taught me more than any loss,” she said. “You protected our children.”
—I wish you hadn’t had to lose everything to understand it —Elena replied.
Over time, Hector became a present father.
Elena, an even stronger woman.
They never remarried.
But they learned to be a family in a different way.
Because no palace is worth more than dignity.
And no price is too high to reclaim your soul.
