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Cristina is pregnant.

-Does it change anything? -Take me back, please.

Do you think my uncle's life has been the same since I arrived?

I know Cristina will make life impossible,

but I won't stop till I annul the marriage.

You forgot to invite me.

Did you think I'd be the only one to miss such a special night?

-Let's leave here. -You're going to be a father.

-You can't just disappear. -Trust me, we'll be happy.

But not together.

I've decided to get separated. With or without Ana.

Did you annul your marriage?

There's one thing the Oteguis taught me: money talks.

I'm going to finish her.

Careful what you say.

-Are you Ana Ribera? -Are you Phillipe Ray?

-How long have you designed for Velvet? -Why did you choose that name?

The press will target you.

It's your collection, you decide.

Let's carry on.

The clients are always right. That's what you've always told me.

I put everything into Phillipe Ray and lost. That's it.

You've lost it. I don't think you're ready to be a mother.

How dare you! You're a lowlife!

Take him out. I know he's only six months old, but...

Six months? Mr Márquez, your wife is three months pregnant.

-The press keeps ringing. -My uncle back home died.

I have to go to the funeral tomorrow.

Make no mistake, this is strictly business.

And I'm telling you

the night is still young.

-I'm afraid. -Of what?

Not being able to have children.

Why are you not by your wife's side?

I got the annulment days ago.

And I don't know if you know, but the baby isn't mine.

You have no shame.

Don't you think the bride should choose--

We're trying to eliminate scandal, not create another one.

My sister has 20% of the shares in this company.

I need something to bribe her with.

Can I rely on you?

I can't stand him or his mother. I'm sick of having to pretend.

You, a seamstress?

I don't know what I was thinking when I created Phillipe Ray.

Phillipe Ray is all we have left.

The rough diamond at Velvet is Phillipe Ray.

I want to buy Velvet Fashion Stores.

I'll give you three days.

I need a favour. You were with Michelle at the Pausa.

-Yes. -Call her, I want to talk to her.

I don't want to wait for the next edition.

I'll talk to my contacts and publish tomorrow.

With a bombshell like this, it's worth it.

Ana!

-What is it? -Look.

Cristina Otegui is expecting another man's child.

What the hell is going on here?

I'm leaving, Mateo.

I'm leaving the galleries forever.

I thought it through, Cafiero is the best option.

Ana's dream will come true and nothing here will have changed.

Only one person will lose their job... me.

As deputy manager, I tell you you're making a big mistake.

And as a friend, I'm begging you to listen to your deputy manager.

I really mean it. You can't go and leave Velvet.

Without Ana, I'm out of place here.

What about us? What about me?

You'll all keep your posts. You'll still be deputy manager.

I don't give a damn about my post!

We haven't signed anything yet.

Things can changed. After what Michelle--

Cafiero will only back Ana's career if he owns the stores.

I'm sure about this. I owe it to Ana.

I've made up my mind.

Porrillos...

-Rita! -Yes?

Where can I call Clara?

She's in the village, but you probably won't get her.

A funeral draws bigger crowds than when a pig is slaughtered.

-Is something wrong? -I wanted to tell her something.

Oh, I understand. I'm dying to tell her the news, too.

-Hard to believe, isn't it? -Yes, incredible.

Then they criticise others...

If you speak to her, tell her...

Tell her that I miss her.

It's her brother!

-What about Mr. Márquez's statements? -Is it true?

What do your family think?

Show some respect.

Do you know what respect is?

The love of your life has just destroyed you.

The article says your son is a bastard

and you're the talk of the town. Know how many reporters are here?

The swine...

Is it true?

Is he not the father?

Of course he is, Enrique.

Don't you see it's all a lie?

It's revenge for telling the papers about that tramp!

You do believe me?

You do, don't you?

If our family doesn't stick together now...

Father is furious.

Are you surprised?

Did you think he'd react that way only when it was about me?

What can we do?

Put my father on, Carmen.

Right now...

No, I'll wait, I'll wait.

Tell my father to come to the phone, I know he's there.

He's going to call me.

I'm sure he's going to call me...

Can you believe it? The goody two-shoes are the worst!

But she's really excelled herself here.

She's just dug her own grave.

-Cristina Otegui's social life is over. -Do you think so?

I've suffered for less.

She can forget the country club, the parties...

Oh, that must be so hard, right?

No parties is worse than death itself. How dreadful!

I'm being serious, Rita.

What will her family say? And her friends?

She'll end up alone.

That's what she deserves.

"Cristina Otegui wanted to win back

her ex-husband and also wanted..."

So, she wanted to annul the marriage.

She wasn't pregnant...

Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth!

She ate the whole dish.

-You can't trust them. -That's women for you.

-Hey! -You mean others.

We're not all bed-hoppers.

Those who have cash, otherwise you hop into bed.

Good morning.

Stop pretending, Pedro. I know exactly what you're hiding.

Mr. De la Riva, have you...?

Have you read...?

I don't need to. It's the talk of the town.

What do you think? I mean, since it's Miss Otegui...

If you wish to continue talking about this, go to a hairdresser's.

This is a sewing workshop.

Get to work!

Get to work! Get to work!

Not you as well, Doña Blanca?

Sorry, I can't get over it. It could have far-reaching implications--

Assuming that what it says is true. Because it might not be.

You think Don Alberto is lying?

I've known Cristina since we were children. I assure you

she's incapable of lying about this.

I'm sure Alberto leaked the news to save Ana.

I agree. I agree with you there.

However, I doubt Don Alberto would do this for just any price.

-And he definitely wouldn't lie. -Well...

it wouldn't be the first time.

There's only one way to find out.

What is the meaning of this?

-And a good morning to you, too. -How could you do this?

Sorry, but I don't owe you an explanation.

This war between you has gone too far.

I didn't start it.

It's nearly over.

Why are you doing this?

Are you doing this because of the show? Because of Ana?

Don't you realise that lying won't do you any good?

You don't believe me?

Every word of that article is true.

I wish it weren't, but it is.

Talk to her and see if she's cheap enough to lie to you too.

Alberto,

it's Cristina.

We're talking about Cristina.

She couldn't do a thing like that.

Your best friend ruined my life.

I don't have anything worth fighting for.

What happened to you both?

She really hurt me, it's time she paid the price.

No, please don't. That attitude won't get you anywhere.

It wasn't me who made it public.

I'm not to blame.

Ladies, stop your chattering, please.

The wedding will be soon and there is still lots to be done.

So, time to knuckle down.

One scandal, one wedding.

How many times have you read it?

I still can't believe it.

I know, none of us can either.

The visits to the doctor when she knew it wasn't his child, just to get him back.

-How can you be so-- -Evil?

I was going to say something else, but that will do.

Have you spoken to him?

Yes... no... I don't know. I don't even know what to say to him.

Did you see what he said about you? I wish Pedro had that way with words.

-I have to talk to him, is that it? -Yes.

It's not that easy. He would have told me yesterday.

If he didn't, it's because he doesn't want to talk.

But he just published it in the national press!

Everyone in Spain has read it.

If you're looking for excuses...

I left him so I could be happy. Now what, back down?

No one is saying back down, look to the future.

Don't you think this Cristina affair has changed things?

-Come on, we have work to do. -Right.

Work as if none of this were happening. You've some nerve...

It's all ready.

Seafood from Galicia, French wine,

and a Russian pianist.

The most exclusive engagement meal ever seen. I assure you.

Dear,

what do we do about your sister-in-law?

There's no need to worry.

I won't let anyone ruin my wedding.

On the subject of ruining events...

Will your brother be coming?

No... he won't be coming.

Valentín, dear, I think...

it might be a good idea to postpone the wedding.

Until all this mess with the Márquez family blows over.

But... but how could we possibly postpone the wedding?

We're so keen to start a family.

Mother, I've spent my whole life looking for

a woman like Patricia and...

-And? -I won't allow...

the press to influence my decisions. No!

-Miss Patricia. -We're busy right now, Jonás.

Sorry, but Mr. De la Riva asked me to escort you.

My wedding dress!

I'll leave you both go get on with it.

Another one for the road.

-All men are the same. -Sorry, Mother?

Nothing, Son. We'll see you shortly.

Yes.

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You look beautiful, Patricia.

It's just perfect.

I love the way it's finished.

What does the groom's mother think? Do you like it?

Have you put on a bit of weight?

The waist looks rather tight.

It shouldn't be so pronounced.

-She looks like-- -Like a princess.

-Gloria! -Carmen.

-You're here at last. -Yes.

I had other engagements,

but how could I miss the preparations? Isn't that right, dear?

Doña Gloria. You look as stunning as ever.

Congratulations on your new collection. I hear they call you a genius.

A "genius"!

I won't find it hard to get used to that moniker.

Thank you. I'll take my leave.

I see you've been following the news here.

Naturally.

Living by the sea is wonderful, but I do miss our games of bridge.

Fortunately, we won't need the country club anymore.

Is there anything more wonderful than having our families together?

No. It's...

it's simply perfect.

Mother.

Patricia.

You remember my mother, don't you?

-It's been a long time. -Indeed. How are you?

-The perfect gentleman, as always. -Well...

You made it just at the right time.

The final fitting.

Yes, you're not allowed to see it, but the dress looks beautiful.

Does it? The groom isn't meant to see it, but could you give me a clue?

It's white.

White?

Figure-hugging?

Yes, it shows off her figure.

Does it have a zip or buttons?

Carry on like that and you won't like it.

I doubt it.

I like you with or without...

You know what I mean.

Do you have time for lunch, Gloria? We can bring you up to date.

We're the ones who don't have time for lunch, Son.

-We need to check everything for tonight -It'll be fine if you're in charge.

I hope so, we'll see you there.

Get all dressed up!

And look chic, very chic! Yes, Mother, sorry.

I'm so glad you invited me.

Out of obligation. Just so as you know.

I couldn't marry as an orphan.

That's why I'm here, dear. Even though you were horrible to me.

Don't talk rot. You like to keep up appearances, same as me.

As arrogant as ever, instead of thanking me.

Aren't you delighted to be here as if nothing had happened?

Why not bring me up to date? It's been so long.

-Unless you want them to catch us out. -"So long"?

It just flew by for me.

-Do you have a minute, Patricia? -Hello, Alberto.

-Enough is enough. -I read the article.

I want to talk about your wedding.

-And? -In my office.

All right, we're in your office. What is so important?

Come on, I'm in a rush.

My wedding present.

Fantastic.

You'll have to rip up the negatives.

What do you know?

You're sleeping with Jonás, you're living here, you've lied to Valentín.

-What do you want? -It isn't about that.

It's about what you want.

Do you want to marry Valentín or be found out?

This is just so funny.

You always said we had nothing in common.

Give me your shares and no one knows.

-Why are you doing this? -To be the majority shareholder.

Why me? Why not Cristina?

The Oteguis are a lot more powerful than you are.

I want the majority now.

I suppose you won't tell me what for or why the rush?

What are you doing?

I'm not signing.

I'll ruin your wedding.

This cold, ruthless act might intimidate some, but not me.

I remember how you used to ask Daddy to read you El Cid every night.

Just try me. Look what happened to Cristina.

Want to publish the photos?

Go ahead.

But hurry up. The wedding is on Sunday.

It was you, you set me up! How much will he pay you?

-Tell me! -What do you mean?

I can give you twice as much, three times as much!

My brother has photos of us in the alley.

Are you such a fool you thought I wouldn't realise?

I swear I don't know what you're talking about.

I didn't tell a soul about us.

I know exactly what I mean to you,

but my feelings for you are not the same.

I would never do anything like that to you.

Alberto?

-Ana. -Sorry, I didn't know you were busy.

I need to go to the archives. I'll leave you two alone.

Is it the workshop?

No, it's not that.

I can come back later.

No, it's fine.

I'm listening.

I wanted to see how you were. I read the newspaper article and...

I'm sorry.

Me too.

Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm used to not getting my way.

When we were on the rooftop--

-I wanted to tell you. -Why didn't you?

Does that change anything?

No. No, it doesn't.

So, that's all.

I'll be going, then.

Ana...

Thanks for being concerned.

How did it go?

-How did what go? -Did you not talk?

That's the problem. Lately we don't talk about anything.

-What happened? -Nothing.

Ana didn't look like nothing had happened. You don't either.

I'm tired of this new Alberto, all serious and tormented.

If you spoke the way you do to everyone, I'm not surprised.

How should I speak to her?

I'm still in love with her, she keeps her distance.

She left me, remember?

That was when things were different.

Your attitude is going to drive her further away.

I don't want another disappointment.

Oh, sorry, that's what it is. You're protecting yourself.

-You're hurting, you're scared. -I'm hurting.

Things don't have to be like before.

Go down there right now!

Tell her you can't live without her!

This is your way of saying you love her.

You need another chance.

She doesn't love me anymore.

She just told me herself: this means nothing.

What else can I do? Please just leave me alone.

I have to work on the engagement.

You're going to the dinner?

My sister thinks I'm bluffing.

She better sell me her shares.

-You're planning to make a show? -I'm not asking you to come!

Good grief, she's driving me crazy.

I'm in raptures. This is more than love.

You made your bed, now lie in it.

This is more than lying in bed, this is...

Pedro.

Where did you get to?

I was...

He was helping me, but he's free now.

He's finished?

I didn't know you were the new coordinator.

No, I don't have any say in how things are run here.

So get back to work upstairs. Off you go.

Off you go!

Where are you going?

Didn't you say back to work?

I was looking for you to tell you when we can meet.

We have a class tonight.

Tonight?

I don't...

-I can't, Don Emilio. -Why not?

If you really want to be someone, take your education seriously.

You need to focus. Otherwise, how will you pass the exam?

You see, my wife...

What about her?

She's always on my back.

All the more reason to study, then. We can't let her down.

At 10 p.m. in my room.

All right.

Ah, there you are. I was looking for you.

-I was with Don Emilio and he said-- -Shush, no time for that now.

Come on, I managed to get some time off. No time to waste!

-What about tonight? -They've all gone for lunch.

You can manage it twice.

-In half an hour? -Sure, you're a real tiger!

Miss Otegui?

Yes?

Leave the flowers there, please.

My name is Ricardo Alcázar.

Sorry, who sent them?

I work for La Calle . Just a few questions.

Are Alberto Márquez's accusations true?

-Leave now. -Who's child is it?

-Nurse! -Just tell me and I'll leave you alone.

What's going on here? Leave!

Leave! Get out of here!

Get out! Throw him out!

He's a journalist!

Scavenger.

I'm ashamed.

Ashamed of everything you did.

I swear that what Alberto said--

Stop it, stop it. Denying it makes you look pathetic.

And what was I to do?

He was going to leave me for Ana!

He was cheating on me from day one! What else was I to do?

He used me, took my money!

Should I have thanked him for it?

When are you doing to stop obsessing about Alberto? When?

Don't you see? You can't stoop any lower.

Don't you think I'm paying the price?

Everyone has turned their back on me.

My family, my friends, you...

I'm completely alone, Raúl!

-I'm completely alone. -And quite right too.

Quite right too.

I hope that you find your way.

Count me out for now.

-Get out of the car. -I'm coming with you.

This is serious. You've gone nostalgic, you'll ruin it.

If you're going to kick up a fuss, someone has to be there for you.

I've never let you down and I won't now either.

Are you sure?

-Mateo-- -Drive.

-Get out-- -Drive!

Thank you. Thank you so much.

-Hello, Carmen. -Gloria.

-You look amazing. -Thank you.

You're always so elegant.

-Mother. -Son.

-And my new mother. -Hello, Valentín.

Hello.

This will be the happiest night of my life.

Well, until the day of the wedding.

-Have you seen the bride anywhere? -Yes.

Patricia, you look...

You look stunning. Wow!

-Even Cleopatra would envy your beauty. -The things you say!

Doña Carmen.

-I'll introduce you to the guests, Mother. -Of course.

See you later.

He's so sickly sweet.

And his mother is all skin and bone.

She's so insipid.

And she's put on weight, too.

Juan carries a basket of apples and pears.

Which is the subject? Which...

Pedro? Pedro!

Seven.

I'll take away seven.

Seven slaps is what you'll get.

We finished maths a while ago. You said it bored you.

I think that what bores you is learning in general.

-I don't have an easy life. -Nor do I, nor does almost anyone.

-Please concentrate, Mr. Infantes. -I am concentrating.

I am concentrating, but... but on Rita.

I'm concentrating on her.

Ri... How can I explain this?

Rita wants to have a baby.

But it's not that she wants one...

She wants one right now.

By that I mean that she's after me all the time like...

like a cat on heat.

"A cat on heat"?

We should ask Rita what animal she compares you to.

Subject?

I don't have any strength left. I'm exhausted.

You know me, I'm an energetic guy and...

but I'm drained.

She's sapping all my energy.

Day and night, day and night. I don't get a rest in between...

She won't let me.

Rita has character, she never leaves a job half done.

-But Don Emilio-- -Let me finish.

She won't stop until she gets it, but you shouldn't stop studying either.

You want a family?

It's just important to pursue

one goal as well as the other. Deep down, you're both pursuing

the same thing. Which is the subject?

I can't do anymore than this.

Yes, you can. And a lot more besides.

Which is the subject?

-Juan. -Well done, Pedro.

Well done, well done.

-Can you tell me why? -Because Juan is carrying the fruit.

If he doesn't, they fall out.

Give me strength.

At last!

-Why are you here? -Waiting for you.

-I'm not in the mood, I have obligations-- -I saved your bacon.

What are you on about? What's that?

-That's what I wanted to talk about. -Did you row?

-Was it with Ignacio? -No, it was with a woman.

-What? -With Miss Patricia.

Miss Patricia? You'll be getting the chop tomorrow.

No, take it easy, she thought that I'd told on her...

We're having an affair!

It's been four months now.

She was in Isabel's room.

And I caught her...

I caught her...

without a stitch on.

I dreamt about her.

We began fooling around and... I dreamt about her.

We started having an affair.

Then she got engaged.

But we carried on and now they're blackmailing her with photos.

Say something, please, I've been waiting for you for an hour.

-She gets married in two days. -I'm in love.

-I've fallen in love. -Don't laugh.

-I'm in love. -I said don't laugh.

Listen to me carefully.

You can't fall in love with Miss Patricia.

It's too late.

I don't want her to marry.

Especially not with that fool.

She doesn't want to either. She cried like a baby the other day.

She's only doing it because that nobody has cash.

That's a different matter.

Don't get involved.

You know that better than anyone.

Upstairs and downstairs don't mix. Just ask poor Ana about it.

-She's had a tough time of it-- -I know.

No, it doesn't look like you do.

-This is different. -Who is different? Who?

Miss Patricia? Do you want to suffer?

-Do you want to or not? -No, no!

Alberto, I'm writing this letter because lately

when I'm with you, I can't find the right words.

You'll think it's incredible after all the things we've shared.

But that's how it is.

I was wrong, Alberto.

I left you because I wanted to feel fulfilled in life.

I felt that you already had that.

Now I realise that it was a big mistake.

Can you forgive me

and give me one more chance?

I love you. Ana.

I see I'm not the only one who can't sleep tonight.

I'm so sorry, Ana.

I've always been on Cristina's side.

I tried to understand her.

I defended her tooth and nail,

but she's gone too far.

She tried to destroy you two

and ended up destroying herself.

Isn't life ironic?

Well, at least now you have something to celebrate, you can still be together.

I don't think that there is any reason

to celebrate anything.

I'd give anything for her not to have been in the papers.

Alberto and me would be the way we were before.

We've all given up, haven't we?

It looks that way.

What's that?

I was going to deliver it.

But I don't know where or who to.

So much has changed recently.

Right.

It's not the first time a loved one has betrayed me.

But you never get used to it.

If you liked the way you were before, don't stop being that person.

I'd like to keep seeing her.

I bet your uncle would too.

I'm really sorry, Rita.

I just finished my class with...

That was some class we had!

Then I bumped into Jonás. You'll never guess what he's done.

He's only gone and had an...

-Are you angry? -Yes.

Really angry.

No time to waste.

Rita! What are you doing?

Keep quiet! I'm still mad at you!

-You're undressing me. -That's different.

-Please, Rita-- -No, we have to do it lots of times.

-We already talked about this. -We've been trying for months now.

-It's still soon. -Time is going by.

I'm getting frantic, Pedro.

You got Rosamari pregnant straight away, why can't I...?

-Why can't I? -What is up with you?

This isn't like you.

-And what am I like? -Gentle.

And sweet.

This isn't working.

Do you know what it is?

This doesn't bother you.

And do you know why? Because...

Because you already have a son.

And I don't.

I want to get pregnant because...

I want to be a mother.

And I want a baby with you, too.

Sorry.

Family, friends.

Thanks for being here on such a special day.

When I was little I dreamt of many things.

I dreamt of being a football player, a firefighter.

I even dreamt of being Robin Hood. Remember?

But...

I never dreamt of marrying a woman like Patricia.

She's not only beautiful and intelligent,

she's also loyal and loving.

She's the best wife a man could ever have.

Patricia.

I love you, darling.

Crap.

Hello, Valentín.

That is true love.

We thought you wouldn't come. What a pleasant surprise.

I couldn't let my sister down.

I made an effort to be here.

This won't take long, friends.

Valentín said some lovely things about my sister.

But he doesn't know her.

Patricia has been a bit strange lately.

Did you not notice anything?

Alberto...

No need to be embarrassed, Patricia. It's just an anecdote.

The thing is, I was a bit worried.

I decided to have a word.

I asked her what was wrong.

I said she was acting strange.

She broke down and told me the truth.

-You'll make me blush. -Please let me finish the story.

-She decided to tell me the truth-- -No need.

I'll finish the story.

Valentín...

Perhaps you've never...

dreamt of this, but I certainly have.

From the very first time I saw you I've dreamt of our wedding,

of being happy together.

I love you, too.

A beautiful love story, isn't it?

Here's to that love story.

And for dreams to come true.

Come on, let's go.

It's not over yet.

-How could you? -I told you I meant it.

Are you that cruel? Do you plan to take away everything?

No, not everything.

Sign the transfer of shares and you can still be part of the store.

The jewellery department is yours.

If you'd at least tell me what you plan to do with the shares.

That's my business.

Just sign and I won't give the game away.

Tomorrow at 9 a.m. at the store.

If you don't come,

your fiancé and mother-in-law will find out what you're really like.

Operator? Put me through to 54, please.

Let's get this over and done with.

This contract means you waive your right to your shares.

Your 20% goes straight to me.

And the photos? I won't sign until I see them.

Here. Sign and they're yours.

What if you made copies?

I'm not like you. You have no choice but to trust me.

The contract guarantees you remain in charge of the jewellery collection.

I know you're doing a good job with the Alcocers.

Now you're congratulating me?

Here you go.

Father and me had complete faith in this project.

I kept all the sketches that we made.

I think they're really excellent.

These are simple and elegant designs.

The pearl means almost certain success. They're all yours.

And to top it all you expect me to thank you?

You're detestable.

Drop dead!

Hello, Velvet Fashion Stores?

I see I have a replacement.

You do quite a good job.

How are you, darling?

"Darling"? You certainly are missing me.

You've no idea. When are you back?

No idea. Today was the will reading.

Guess who got the sunniest and most fertile land?

Well, according to my dad. I had such a row with my cousin.

She's so coarse, almost killed me.

I think Rita won't get a thing.

This place is falling apart without you.

There are times when...

Come back.

I miss you too.

But I sorted everything out before I left. What's wrong?

Mateo.

It's a long story.

I'll fill you in when you get back.

I won't let you go again.

I have to hang up.

I called a notary.

It all needs to be ready in two hours.

You're the majority shareholder.

You can confront the Oteguis without having to leave.

-I have to. -It's madness.

No it isn't. I know exactly what I'm doing.

All right, then there's only one explanation.

You're a coward.

You're running away, like a coward.

Things didn't work out so you leave everyone in the lurch.

I'm doing it for Ana.

There are other ways of doing things.

You're throwing in the towel.

If you really love her, show her!

She left me, remember?

She left you! Get over it once and for all!

She left you! And I understand why!

-Why would she want to be with you? -You're overdoing it.

No, you're the one overdoing it!

Acting so pompous, like you're everyone's saviour!

-What? -You don't fool me!

You're leaving because you don't have the balls!

You're selfish!

A loser, a bloody selfish pig who only...!

That's it!

Hit me!

Girly! You're a sissy!

It was OK before you split my lip.

I'll fetch some ice.

Don't be a sissy boy, get some ice for drinks.

Will you at least tell me where you're going?

-To Cuba. -Cuba?

My mother spent years there.

I want to get to know it.

Some right hook.

You've been training.

I have your punch bag.

You've still got it, you old dog?

-You were more interested in love. -Like love lasts forever.

You punch like a little girl.

This won't be the same without you. You know that, right?

I'm going crazy.

Pedro is exhausted with hopping in and out of bed.

Remember I told you what my sister said? The more you play,

the more you might win.

I've been after him day and night.

He's sick of the sight of me.

I think I've knackered my husband forcing him to perform.

We can't carry on like this.

I want him to be a father, but...

I'm the problem here.

If I can't have a child,

what if he regrets having married me?

Don't talk rot.

Ana.

I'm going to see a doctor.

All right.

If that's what you want.

Maybe it will reassure you.

-Did you tell Pedro? -Yes.

What did he say?

That he's there for me.

Well then, you'll have to...

look for a reputable doctor,

a specialist in these matters.

Perhaps that way you'll lay your ghosts to rest.

-Shall we go to the workshop? -Yes.

-Hello? - Are you satisfied?

Cristina?

Didn't you finally get what you always wanted?

To destroy me.

The princess is saved and the witch will burn at the stake.

- I'm sorry for what's happening-- -Oh, she's sorry.

You're blameless, aren't you?

It's not your fault that my marriage is in tatters,

or I nearly lost my baby.

Or that I'm alone.

- It's not your fault at all-- -Cristina.

I'm alone, completely alone!

And it's all your fault! Do you hear me, you hypocrite?

It's your fault! I hate you!

- I hate you! -Stop it, Cristina, leave me alone!

You're full of hate.

You're poisoning yourself. You won't drag me down!

Nurse!

-What sort of hospital is this? -Miss Otegui...

Don't give me "Miss Otegui"! I need something to calm me down!

I'll ask the doctor for a sedative.

It was true.

The baby isn't Alberto's.

Father always said if I couldn't find you, you'd be on the balustrade.

I can see it all from up here.

Nothing escapes my attention when I'm here.

Did you want anything in particular?

I know you don't smoke.

My father always carried it on him.

Yes, I know.

Your mother bought it for him shortly after they met.

He said it brought him good luck.

Keep it.

My father would have like you to have it.

You always supported him, despite everything he did.

Is...

is everything all right?

I wanted to apologise for all the suffering

I put you through since I met Ana.

After Ana left things haven't been the same between us.

I understand that and don't expect them to now.

But I want you to know that I regret it.

Why are you telling me all of this now?

Because I realise that it isn't enough to love someone

or to be in love.

Other things are necessary. Things I couldn't give Ana.

You and I,

despite our differences,

have one thing in common.

We both love Ana more than anything else

or anyone else in the world.

Isn't that right?

Yes, it is.

Thank you for what you said.

And if it's any consolation to you, I accept your apology.

What is more,

I already forgave you.

And now...

please tell me...

please tell me what is going on?

Ana is the first person I think of when I make a decision.

I thought you wouldn't come.

I'm the deputy manager here, this is my job.

Hello, Mr. Cafiero. Welcome to Velvet Fashion Stores.

How are you?

What happened to you?

I hope that the fight was over a woman.

It's not worth "knocking your block off" for anything else.

-Do you say it like that? -Yes, just like that.

Let's go inside before we start talking about women.

Signing this contract guarantees

that Mateo Ruiz Lagasca will remain deputy manager.

Patricia Márquez will be in charge of jewellery,

and Ana Ribera will be the international designer.

To begin with,

we launch the P. Ray collection in Italy.

Ana will then design a collection based on the international market.

Not for Phillipe Ray, though, for Ana Ribera.

"Ana Ribera..."

I like it.

So, we accept the conditions?

I wouldn't have taken a plane if I weren't sure about it.

But are you sure about my conditions?

Of course.

All my shares will be transferred to you as soon as we sign.

Yes, yes, yes.

But a company isn't just shares.

It's all these years of work,

your hopes and dreams,

it's your company.

Are you willing to give that all up?

May I ask you something?

Of course.

What will you do from now on?

I'll have plenty of free time.

Sono molto invidioso.

At my age,

you can't start from scratch.

I wish you

good luck.

Thank you.

Take this.

You must feel dreadful.

You should have heard her.

She was shouting at me as if she were mad.

She is mad, only a madwoman would do what she did.

You were right to shut her up.

Now I realise I've always been her victim, she's obsessed about Alberto.

I refuse to be humiliated again.

No, don't let it happen.

Ana.

They want to see you in Don Alberto's office. It's urgent.

Hop to it.

-Didn't you hear? -Come on, he's waiting for you.

What if he knows?

Impossible, only the seamstresses were here.

What if she called him?

Then he'll know she's a basket case and you won't have to tell him.

The sooner you go, the sooner you'll find out.

Don't think, just do it.

You wanted to see me?

Well, not me exactly.

Somebody wants to meet you.

So you're the talented genius behind Phillipe Ray fashions?

Or should I say Ana Ribera?

Sorry, let me introduce myself. Enzo Cafiero.

Enzo Cafiero?

Of Cafiero Fashions? I've been a fan since childhood.

In that case, it's mutual.

Mr. Cafiero is a new shareholder here.

He'll make you an international name.

-He says you're the next Chanel. -What?

If it all works out, you'll be better than she is.

Congratulations.

Is this a joke or what? A shareholder?

Now you're the most important!

I can't believe it!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Sorry, but I've been waiting for this all my life.

-Amazing. -Your dream come true.

Please don't apologise. You have good reason to be happy.

Please come with me, Mr. Cafiero.

Ciao, Alberto.

See you soon.

I won't disappoint you.

I don't know how you managed it, but thanks.

I didn't do a thing, it was you.

I told you that you'd make it.

Now what?

Run and tell your uncle.

Mr. Infantes, how many times do I have to tell you--

-Cafiero wants to launch my collection. -What?

He signed a contract, he's the new shareholder.

We knew you'd do it.

Not just the girls, we all knew it.

-But how did you know? -Don Mateo announced it.

Thanks, everyone. Thanks.

Let's celebrate it, all right?

-No celebrating in my room. -Oh, Uncle...

Not in my room, please.

Are you leaving?

You don't love him.

How would you know?

I know that you don't.

I know why you're marrying him. You won't be happy.

Who will I be happy with?

With you? Here?

I hope I'm wrong, but I think I saw the real you

the day I caught you sobbing.

Maybe it was just sex, but no one forced you to do it every night.

I was bewitched, I wasn't going to give away

a woman like you.

-There weren't that many nights. -I beg to differ.

You came looking for me a lot more than I did.

Whatever we had, it was real. What you have with that man

are just empty dreams.

Goodbye, Jonás.

The door?

I hope you'll be happy.

You too.

Come on.

Tomorrow is your big day, you need your rest.

Did you forget something?

No. No...

What about those bottles? Thought you'd gone to fetch a barrel!

Are you all right?

Thinking about yesterday?

What do you mean?

Miss Patricia.

No, not at all. That's water under the bridge.

I thought you'd find it hard to find a taxi this late.

-The suitcases are-- -I have them.

Stop!

I've come to drink to your success.

Thanks.

At times like this you realise

who you care about and who you don't.

I miss him so much.

You can't go on like this, Ana.

I don't care what he feels about you, but you have to take risks.

That's life.

He hasn't forgiven me for leaving him.

Here's a piece of free advice.

In life, you learn more from what you lose than from what you win.

I think Alberto loves you.

-Do you? -Yes, I do.

Ana,

you're going to lift us out of poverty.

I'm so glad you've come to toast Ana, Don Emilio.

Let's drink a toast to...

Ana Ribera.

To Ana Ribera!

To Ana Ribera.

Two hours till your flight leaves.

Shall I wait here with you?

And say farewell at the boarding gate like lovers?

You never change.

-Here, take it. -My punch bag?

You fight like a girl.

You need to practice.

-When Ana finds out you've gone-- -Don't tell her anything.

Don't tell her anything.

Don't worry, I'll take care of her.

I love you, brother.

Alberto has left the store forever.

-We won't make it. -Flight 208 to Havana.

Come on, go after him!

Your ticket and passport, please.

This was his life.

When a man makes such a drastic change it's usually because of a woman.

-Terrible. -This is a new challenge for us all.

That is why I'm asking you

to do your very best on this occasion.

You gave away your shares.

Is anyone going to ask us before making company decisions?

The new owner is arriving today. Ask him about that.

I need to know you better

before I leave my new business in your hands.

I'm getting married. Aren't you bothered?

You'll be the one who regrets it, but I doubt you'd admit it.

If we lose the mine,

-Heaven forbid... -Please, no!

...we could end up totally bankrupt.

So, don't let Patricia go.

I didn't picture it this way.

-Marrying a man I don't love. -We already talked about this.

What if I'm wrong?

Do you take Agustín Alcocer to be your husband,

to love and to cherish him

until the end of time and until death us do part?