You can't just kick me out.
Not after everything I've done for you, ma'am.
I followed Mr. Pascual, I destroyed Tomas' embryos,
I gave Eva a scare so she'd keep quiet,
and I recently helped you bury her body in the backyard.
Did you forget about that?
I paid well for your services, but you still betrayed me.
I told you to hide the footage,
but you showed it to my children.
You're an idiot.
Never call me that again.
Never take that tone with me again.
Don't you dare.
I hope you'll be gone by tonight.
Hey!
-What's the matter with you? -What was that about?
Trying to seduce my son again?
Seduce? Mind your own business!
I'm not seducing him! He leaves to LA tomorrow!
You were eating together.
What?
What's your problem?
-What's my problem? -Look, calm down.
I won't calm down! Want to know what's my problem?
My problem is that I regret everything!
I regret choosing you over him.
In fact, I regret every decision I've ever made!
I swear I do!
If I could go back in time for just a moment,
I'd spend my life with your son!
I wouldn't be living this hell right now!
You messed up with Francisco.
You went out to eat him. Know why he agreed to it?
Because he believes you're Mariana, not Adriana.
Mariana, the good woman.
Not Adriana, the flawed woman.
Oh, Pascual!
Let me give you an idea.
Ask him out to dinner.
While you eat your entrée, you say to him,
"Francisco, I ------ your father."
Let's see if he'll ask you out again after that.
Later.
What are you doing here?
Get out of my bed!
Why?
This bed is more comfortable
than the cheap mattress you put in my room.
You're crazy. Get out before I call the police.
-The police? -Yes!
You're going to call the police, Auntie?
You know, I think this is going to be my room from now.
Have you lost your mind?
I'll call the asylum so they send someone for you.
It's quite the opposite.
For once I have a clear purpose in life.
And I won't rest until I achieve my goal, Auntie.
Stop calling me that. I'm not your aunt.
You are, though. You're Aunt Renata.
You're Valeria's sister
and she's my biological mother.
You thought I wouldn't figure it out?
That you'd die before I ever found out?
It's about time we make some changes, Aunt Renata.
I'm going to need your help once again.
What is it, son?
I'm going to Miami.
What?
I need to meet with Mariana Stanford.
Only she can tell me Cara Sucia's real identity
and help me solve this mystery.
Stop this nonsense!
Who said you were Valeria's son? You're crazy.
You can't fool me with that act, Aunt Renata.
You're terrified, and you're right to be.
I'm going to take everything you have, starting with the house.
Get out.
The mansion, the company, the cars, the planes,
the investments, everything belongs to me and your kids.
If you don't want me to lawyer up so we can fight this,
you'll do what I say.
Dumb Chuy is ambitious? Good God!
-Of course I am. -That's nice.
Have you forgotten the terrible things I did for you?
I paid for your work handsomely.
Well, I want a lot more.
You should've paid me more, you bitch!
Watch your tone with me.
You separated me from my biological mother
and you abandoned me in a children's home.
One lifetime won't be enough to pay for what I suffered.
Your mother was irresponsible
and she didn't bother to look for you.
She cried for you for two weeks.
Chuy, stop this.
Leave her alone.
Olga, did you tell him?
Did you betray him?
She didn't, and don't you ever talk to my mom like that again.
From now on, you're going to treat us like family, Auntie.
I'm sure Cara Sucia killed Adriana and I need to find him.
The only one who can tell me that is Adriana's twin.
She probably met him at the orphanage.
You shouldn't put yourself in danger.
Your daughter needs you, Cesar.
My daughter also needs to know the truth.
That's why I need to go to Miami.
I need to meet Mariana Stanford
and I need her to answer my questions.
If things work themselves out and we become a family,
I think adopting Miguelito will make everything even better.
I'm sorry, babe. I love you, but...
I can't take on such a commitment right on.
I understand that and I respect your decision,
but I'm going to move forward with the adoption.
Why?
We're finally where...
We've been trying to be together for months
and I was finally able to love you.
Why change things now?
I'm not changing anything. Don't you have a heart?
Haven't you seen the way Miguelito's eyes sparkle
when we spend time with him?
I have, but right now
I can't give him the security he deserves.
I can't.
When the embryo incident happened,
you weren't the only one who was disappointed.
I know.
You said the idea of becoming a father gave you a purpose.
The idea of becoming a mother gets me out of bed every day.
I'm sorry.
I really am, but I can't.
I am more, Tomas.
My mind is made up, though. Miguelito is my son.
Stop talking like that.
Mrs. Renata has given us everything.
We'll start with that then.
My mother is as important as you are, perhaps more.
I want you to treat her better than you would your friends.
Stop this, Jesus.
I'm the help here and I don't want to be anything else.
That's my job and I'm proud of it.
It's okay, Olguita.
He's upset.
I know learning the truth so suddenly has been difficult.
I get it, and I'd like to help. What do you want?
Don't take that condescending tone with me, Auntie.
How would you know how I feel?
Son, you'll see things differently once you calm down.
Mrs. Renata isn't the enemy.
So she's good because she gives you her old dresses
and she got us a few Christmas presents?
That's not even considered charity.
You were cruel.
Mrs. Renata gave us a roof over our heads and job.
Thanks to her I was able to become your mother
and that's the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Enough, Mom. Don't meddle.
You don't realize that she used you.
That's not true.
You ended up in that orphanage because Valeria didn't love you
but Olga and I were generous enough to rescue you.
Want to know the truth?
We could've forgotten about you, but I worried about you.
I wanted you to have a good home,
so I entrusted you to a good woman.
You didn't end up in the streets thanks to me.
I should've been treated like your children.
I should've been another Del Rio.
I deserved the same clothes, the same cars,
the same colleges, but you gave me your scraps.
You gave me a subpar life.
Son, this is pointless. We should leave.
No! Why the ---- would I leave?
I'm staying to live the life this bitch stole from me.
What do you want, Chuy?
What do you want?
-For starters... -Ask away.
Well, let's get started! Yes, I want a beach house.
Beach front.
And a million dollars.
Will that be enough to get rid of you?
No, Auntie, that's just the beginning.
That's just the start.
And you'd better play along
or I swear I'll hire a lawyer
and I'll take everything you own.
Thank you.
Mariana.
-Hello, Francisco. -Hello.
How are you?
I wanted to say goodbye
and tell you it was a pleasure to meet someone like you.
I wanted to tell you that.
Thank you.
Adriana missed out on a great man.
Thank you.
Well, I think your husband is a very lucky man.
I've just met you and I can't stop thinking about you.
Really?
My sister was such a fool, really.
But we should remember she wasn't as lucky as you or me.
Love and affection were foreign concepts for her.
She wasn't familiar with them because she never had them.
She wasn't shown love since she was a child.
She was never told that she was loved.
Right.
That's why love scared her.
That why she ran from it.
Because she had to deal with the blows life dealt her.
That's what her existence boiled down to.
It was all about survival.
I didn't want you to leave without tell you
that if Adriana had learned how to really love,
she would've given herself to you entirely.
I swear she would have.
I doubt it.
I'm sorry, but I don't think so.
I think she despised me...
I'll stop there.
Thanks for coming to say goodbye and for your kind words.
Thank you.
Thank you for the nice moments we shared.
Have a great trip, Francisco.
Best of luck to you...
and I hope we meet again someday.
I hope so too.
-Okay. -Okay.
-Bye. -Bye.
Bye.