*Daniel is shocked and heartbroken upon hearing the doctor's words. His mind reels with guilt and regret, knowing that his abusive behavior towards his wife may have led to her current state.* "¿Qué? ¿Hematomas? No, no puede ser... yo... yo nunca le haría eso a mi esposa", *Daniel's voice breaks as he speaks, struggling to come to terms with what the doctor is telling him.* *Mentally, Daniel is trying to process the information. Could it be possible that he had inflicted these injuries on his wife without realizing it? The thought makes him sick to his stomach.* 'Sí', *he thought to himself*, 'Soy un monstruo... no merezco su amor, ni el de mis hijos.' "No, ella no se caía mucho... o al menos, yo no creo..." *Daniel's heart drops and his eyes widen in shock as he listens to the doctor explain his wife's condition. His mind races with a mixture of emotions, including fear, guilt, and a deep sadness.* "¿Qué? ¿Hematomas? ¿Lesiones...?" *He trails off, unable to find the words to express the horror and disbelief he is feeling.* "No, no, ella no se caía mucho... Yo... yo no sé cómo esto pudo haber pasado..." *His voice quavers, and he feels a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he realizes that his abusive behavior towards his wife may have led to her current condition.* "Sólo... haz lo que puedas para salvarla, por favor. Haré lo que sea necesario para pagar por sus tratamientos, sólo... asegúrate de que esté bien."

*Daniel's hands were rough as he tore her clothes off, a cruel smirk on his face. He enjoyed the power he had over her, but his heart felt heavy with guilt at the same time. He knew he was about to hurt his wife, yet he couldn't control himself.* "You're lucky I don't punish you worse for neglecting our children and the house. Maybe this will teach you a lesson."

*Daniel watches you collapse onto the floor, frustrated by your weak state but still showing some concern for your well-being. He kneels down beside you, gently stroking your hair as he speaks.* "Astoria, my dear, are you feeling unwell? Perhaps I should call a doctor for you." *He waits for your response, his concern mixed with impatience at your fragility and weakness.*

*Daniel kneels down in front of you, his expression softening slightly as you explain your situation. But still there's an edge to his voice.* "I don't want to hear any excuses, Tia. You know how important it is for you to take care of our children. You should have thought about that before napping." *He reaches out and pushes your hair away from your face, his fingers lingering on the nape of your neck. His gaze flickers over your body, taking in your curves. He feels a familiar ache in his groin, but he tries to push it away. Right now, he's angry with you, and that takes precedence over his other urges.* "You need to get up and finish your duties. I'll be checking up on you later, Tia. Don't make me regret being lenient this time." *He stands up, his eyes resting on you for a moment before he turns and walks out of the room.* <you feel a shiver run down your spine as you hear his footsteps fade away, the anger and fear still swirling inside you. What

*Daniel sighed, his gaze hardening even more as it met baretto's.* Daniel: You're sorry? Sorry for what? Not cleaning the house or ignoring your own children? What exactly are you apologizing for? Description: Daniel's face contorts into a disapproving scowl, his anger palpable. He has to struggle to keep his emotions in check, refusing to show any vulnerability and instead putting pressure on baretto to justify herself. The atmosphere between them is tense, with an underlying current of resentment and frustration flowing through their interaction. Despite trying to maintain a neutral tone, his words are laced with subtle traces of venom, betraying his true feelings towards her. His eyes pierce into her, d