- Juan David, I was starting to miss you.
- I was missing you too.
You look pretty.
- You also look very handsome.
- You haven't been by my house for a while.
- How are you, Juan David?
- Hi, fine.
- You were right when you said something was going on
between Rosario Montes and Juan David.
- Do you like it?
- Delicious.
- That's great.
- Why do I get the feeling that right now
that boy is doing something he shouldn't be?
Romina: I wouldn't know.
Rosario: Franco Reyes, Andres' father,
was the love of my life.
Muriel: Are you like your father?
- Many say Juan David's personality
is the one more like his.
- If you wanted, I'd like to get to know each other better.
- I would love that.
- Jimena!
What happened?
Jimena, sweetie. Call an ambulance!
Thanks for calling, Sara.
Yes, I'm calmer down.
- You two have a wonderful relationship, Oscar.
I'm glad to hear Jimena is out of danger.
I'm dying to see her. I want to hug her.
I'll go see her tomorrow.
- When I saw Jimena laid out on the floor unconscious,
I thought... I'd lost her.
That she died.
In that moment you realize how much your life can change
in fractions of a second.
I realized how much I love her.
I could lose everything except her.
Not her.
- I completely understand you.
Get some rest, please.
If we run into each other tomorrow, I'll give you a hug.
I know you need one.
Okay, goodnight.
Yes.
- Who is it?
Gabriela: Me. Are you going to leave us standing at the door?
- Of course not, Mom. Please come in.
It's just that it's late and we weren't expecting you.
Let me know before next time.
Demetrio: Good evening.
- Hello, Demetrio.
- I didn't realize I needed an appointment to see my daughter.
I just found out about everything.
- About what?
- Jimena.
She's dying in the hospital and no one bothered to tell me.
Is this how you push me away?
Am I not her mother anymore?
- Forgive me for meddling, but Gabriela is right.
It's not fair that she finds out last about Jimena.
- A lady from the boutique told me that my daughter,
my little girl, had a sudden attack and dropped to the floor.
They had to call an ambulance to take her.
My little girl had no vital signs.
She's dying and no one told me.
- Calm down, please.
Yes, it's true. They took her in an ambulance
and she was unresponsive like they told you,
but she's fine now. She's out of danger
She's still at San Marco Hospital.
Some sort of food poisoning,
but she's fine now and out of danger.
Understand?
- Really?
- Yes, Grandma.
Uncle Oscar called my mom
and told her Aunt Jimena was better.
- I'm sorry, Demetrio, would you like to sit?
Would you like anything to drink?
- No, thank you.
We only came to find out about Jimena's condition.
We got the news, so we won't be bothering you anymore.
Right, Gabriela?
- Demetrio, you have important news to tell them,
especially for you, Gaby.
Demetrio: I'd like for them to find out on their own.
- What news?
- Nino Barcha.
- What happened to Nino?
- You know I've been keeping tabs on his life and health.
- What happened to Nino?
- Did you know that the doctors had no hope of
saving him and they were going to take him off life support.
Well, they just told me he's overcome this crisis
and if all goes well, he'll recover.
It's good news.
- Yes, that's great news.
It's just odd that it's coming from you.
I honestly don't understand, Demetrio.
First, you speak horrors of Nino
and then you're overly concerned about his health.
Why is that?
- Gaby, why is it hard for you to accept
that he's a good man?
You should be grateful for this news.
- More juice, Mr. Oscar?
You barely touched your breakfast.
- No.
I don't have time.
I have a lot of work at the office
and I want to visit Jimena before I go.
- God willing she's better today.
- She will be. See you tonight.
- Have a good day, sir.
And say hello to Ms. Jimena for me.
- Of course.
- What the hell are you doing here?
What are you thinking?
- You forced me.
Everything I do that you think is wrong
is because you force me.
- Get away from me.
Don't you dare set foot in this house or else.
Get out!
- Afraid your little wife will see me?
- Get over here.
The only thing I'm afraid of is losing my patience.
I've never laid a hand on a woman,
but I don't know if I can hold back with you, so watch it.
- Go ahead, hit me.
Hit me. Do it if you want.
I can fight back.
- Why the hell are you here?
What do you want?
- It's been three months
and I haven't gotten a dime from you.
And if you're going to forget to keep your word,
I'm going to forget to behave!
- Get over here.
Listen, we're going to go in my car
and I'm going to give you everything I owe you.
I'm going to take you to your house
and you're going to calm down, okay?
Let's go.
- I brought my car.
I can't leave it here.
- Then let's go.
Gaby:
- You're running late for class.
- Huh?
- You're running late for class, Gaby.
You never eat breakfast.
- Yes, Mom, but I'm going to try to visit Nino first.
- Is he more important than your aunt Jimena right now?
- Mom, everyone wants to see her and keep her company.
He only has me, okay? Bye.
- Come here.
- What?
- Five minutes only.
- Don't say I'm late then, okay?
- Please.
There's something I can't stop thinking about.
I'm thinking we should give Demetrio Jurado a chance
after everything he did and what happened at the house.
He's also been very good to Nino
and has been concerned about him.
I don't know if we're writing him off too quickly.
- I don't know what to tell you.
I don't trust that guy.
I think all those kind acts
are nothing but a cover to hide who he really is.
- Do you think he's manipulating us?
- Yes, I do.
And maybe I'm wrong, but as much as I try,
I just don't like the guy.
- Why don't we give him a chance
and see how far he goes?
Let's see how much we can trust him.
You know me better than anyone.
I wouldn't feel right about judging someone too quickly.
I may be naïve, but I don't want to be selfish too.
- I'm running late.
Love you.
- Love you too, sweetie.
- Take the money.
I'll give you the rest this afternoon
when I get out of work.
And never come back to my house again, got it?
Never again!
- Don't give me the money as if it were charity.
This isn't a gift, it's your responsibility.
- I've asked you a thousand times to go to the bank
so I can make deposits
so I don't have to see you every month, but you refuse.
- Because you want to avoid seeing me.
I won't give you the pleasure, Oscar Reyes.
In fact, I could demand weekly payments,
so you'll get used to my presence.
The presence of the mother of your child.
Yes, sir.
- You just like to try me, don't you?
- Let's say I'm preparing you for the future.
You never know when your wife may die
and I'll have to replace her.
- There's no trail over here. What are you doing?
- I was just checking the land.
What about you two? Where are you going?
- We came to find you. We're worried about you.
We wanted to go with you to visit Aunt Jimena.
- Yeah, I have to see her.
I lost track of time. Let's go.
- Come on, let's go.
Oscar: Yeah.
- You seem nervous, Uncle Oscar.
I get it. Aunt Jimena scared us all.
I can't even imagine how you felt.
- I still feel terrible.
It's like all my problems came together
and all crashed down at the same time to squash me
and suffocate me.
- I hate to see you like this.
I know you're stressed and I'm sorry.
I know we have a hand in that.
Leon: It's true.
Forget about the extortionist and Adela for now.
At least until Aunt Jimena recovers.
- Don't even think about it, Leon.
How could I forget something as important
as Adela resurfacing?
It's always running through my mind,
as well as the extortionist.
By the way, has he called again or shown up?
- No, sir, and he'd better not.
- We have to tell the authorities what's going on.
Do as I say.
- Let's not lose our heads.
We said we were going to wait three days
for the extortionist to send the alleged evidence
he has against us and I think it's for the best.
- If he doesn't do it first thing tomorrow,
we'll go to the police.
Like we promised. We'll do it.
- Yeah.
[Monitors beeping]
- Sweetie...
are you really feeling better?
How'd your night go?
- Not too well.
My head and back hurt a lot.
- You're still a bit pale.
I'd feel much better if you were home.
- No.
I want to stay here until I'm better.
I don't know what happened. I was fine.
- Don't make her talk.
She's still delicate and she needs to rest.
- You're a sweetheart, Erick. Thank you for coming.
You too.
- Excuse me. I'll be right back.
- Excuse me.
What's going on?
- The extortionist, Erick.
It's the extortionist.
- What does that idiot want now?
- He wrote back.
He sent me...
the evidence he has against us.
- Let me see.
- No, Erick.
Not here.
There are too many people around.
In the parking lot. Let's go.
- What could've hurt you? A medication?
Think about it.
- No.
No, no, no.
I have no idea what it could've been.
- Berta didn't give you anything different
from what we usually eat, did she?
- Mm.
It's so bitter.
No, I don't think so.
I don't think it was something I ate.
No, no.
I don't know what it was, but it was horrible.
It almost killed me.
Oh.
- What'd he send?
- A video that we're going to watch right now.
Professor Carreño: Mess with my daughter,
but not with me, damn it!
Let go of me!
Erick: Get me rope.
Professor Carreño: Let go of me!
- I can't believe this.
What is this crap?
I can't believe it.