Diego, watching her closely, frowned. “You’re leaving already? We just got here, Carmen.”
Carmen spared him a glance, her heart hammering with frustration. “I… I need to take care of something at the Monteiro’s.”
Diego’s eyes narrowed, pain flashing across his face. “Really? You’re putting that man before me now?”
Carmen bit her lip as she met his gaze.
“I just got out of the hospital, Carmen. Shouldn’t that mean something to you? I thought for a second that today of all days we could spend some time together as a family. But no, you have to run back to him. What’s so important that can’t wait? Or is it because you’re afraid he’s enjoying someone else’s company?