Firmé el divorcio sin pelear y me fui en silencio. Ella corrió a casa de sus padres...

I signed the divorce papers without arguing and left in silence. She ran to her parents' house to celebrate her freedom with her new boyfriend. In the middle of the toast, his father silenced everyone and said, "You accepted the divorce without knowing. He didn't tell you." And everyone was frozen. Before we continue, subscribe to the

channel and let me know in the comments what city you're watching from. My name is Rodrigo, I am 45 years old and in order for you to understand why that toast became the worst moment of Marisol's life, I need to tell you everything from the beginning. I wasn't born with money. I was born in a humble neighborhood, the son of a

mother who ironed other people's clothes and a father who died when I was 12 years old. At 16 I was already working in a neighborhood pharmacy, sweeping the floor, arranging shelves, learning the names of the medicines, while other kids my age were out partying. The owner, an old man who took a liking to me, taught me the trade and I

swore to myself that one day I would have my own pharmacy. I achieved it at 29, a small pharmacy with freshly painted light green walls and a sign that I paid for in installments. I slept 4 hours a night. I was the one who worked at the counter. I kept the accounts. I

negotiated with the suppliers. For the first two years I could barely afford to pay the rent for the premises, but I didn't give up . I never gave up. By the age of 35, he already owned three pharmacies. At 45 today, I have seven spread throughout the city and more than 60 employees who depend on me.

I met Marisol when I was 33 and she was 28. She worked as a receptionist at a dental clinic that was across the street from my second pharmacy. He crossed the street every day to buy anything, even a piece of gum. a cream, some headache pills that I 'm sure I'll never need. She was