No one stopped. Not the elegant lady who was hurrying her pace, not the young man with headphones, not the taxi driver who looked and walked on. The baby barely sighed, his eyes glazed, his lips bruised. Carmen shivered with cold and fear, clutching her son to her chest, while she felt that the world was ignoring her.

Suddenly, a black BMW braked violently in front of the curb. The door opened and a man in a dark suit came down, his hair perfectly combed, his face hard as a sculpture. Alejandro Herrera, the most feared businessman in Spain, owner of a fortune of four billion euros and a reputation for steel. No one expected compassion from him. But at that moment, the man who had never loved anyone saw something in Carmen’s eyes: a love so pure, so desperate, that it could only be real.

Carmen, exhausted, collapsed at his feet. “Please,” she pleaded in a broken voice, “save my baby. I have nothing else in the world.

Alejandro watched her for a second that seemed eternal. Then, in a gesture that would change his life and that of everyone present, he bent down and lifted her off the ground. “Get up,” he said in a firm voice, as he helped her to her feet. Now your son is also my son.

Without saying more, he took Carmen and the baby, put them in the car and sped off towards the La Paz hospital. The engine roared as raindrops hit the windshield. Carmen cried silently, hugging Adrian, while Alejandro drove as if everyone’s life depended on it.

“Hold on, right?” Alejandro asked, without taking his eyes off the road.

“I don’t know,” Carmen sobbed. Please, don’t die, please…

In the back seat, Adrian was barely breathing. Alejandro stepped on the accelerator, dodging cars, jumping traffic lights. In less than seven minutes they arrived at the emergency room. Alejandro got out of the car carrying the baby, screaming for help. “Emergencies, here!” The child is not breathing!

Doctors rushed to them, picked up the baby, and put him in a portable incubator. Carmen tried to follow them, but a nurse stopped her. “Wait here, please.”

Alejandro held her arm. “Don’t worry, they’re going to save him.”

Carmen looked at him, soaked, her eyes swollen. “Why are you doing this?” he asked, almost voiceless.

Alejandro hesitated for a moment. He saw in it something that reminded him of himself as a child, alone, abandoned in an orphanage, dreaming that someone would come to save him. “Because every child deserves to live,” he said simply.

In the waiting room, Alejandro took off his jacket and put it on Carmen’s shoulders. He called his assistant. “Roberto, bring me dry clothes for a woman, size 42, and hot food.” Already.

Carmen looked at him incredulously. “Who are you?”

“Someone who wants to help you,” Alejandro replied, without further ado.

“What’s his name?”

“Alejandro. And you?

“Carmen. And my son’s name is Adrian. He’s three months old and that’s all I have in the world.

Alexander sensed something unexpected: an instinctive need to protect them. This man, who had built an empire on numbers and contracts, had never felt anything like it. “Adrian is going to be fine,” she said. I promise.

The doctors ran away. “The baby has severe respiratory failure. Needs urgent operation. The cost is very high,” said the head of service.

Alejandro interrupted him: “Doctor, anything you need, any amount, I will pay for it.”

“But sir, we’re talking about at least 200,000 euros…

“I have said any amount,” repeated Alejandro.

Carmen looked at him, trembling. “Why?” He managed to whisper.

Alejandro looked into her eyes and, for the first time in his life, allowed himself to feel. “Because I was also a child who needed help and no one came.

While the doctors took Adrián to the operating room, Carmen and Alejandro stayed in the waiting room. She was crying silently. He, for the first time in years, felt afraid. “Tell me your story, Carmen,” he asked.

She took a deep breath. “I’m 22 years old. I got pregnant in college. Adrian’s father fled when he found out. My parents kicked me out of the house out of shame. I gave birth alone. I work as a waitress at night and study pedagogy during the day. This week the baby began to have respiratory problems. I spent everything on private doctors. Today I went to ask my parents for help. They closed the door in my face. He was returning home when Adrián stopped breathing well. I knelt in the street and prayed for someone to help us.

Alejandro listened to her in silence, feeling a rage he had never felt before. “Where do you live now?”

—In a room in Lavapiés, one hundred square meters divided between four families, shared bathroom. It’s no place for a baby, but it’s the only thing I can afford.

Alejandro imagined that brave young woman, studying at night with a newborn in her arms, working for a few euros an hour, fighting every day to give her son a future. A strength of mind that he, with all his millions, was not sure he possessed.

“Carmen,” she said suddenly, “when Adrian is well, what do you want to do?”

—Finish college. To be a teacher. To give Adrián a normal life, a real house, the possibility of studying.

“What if I told you that you can have all that?”

Carmen looked at him bewildered. “I don’t understand.

“He works for me.” I don’t know, as a personal assistant. I pay for your university, I give them a house, I assure them of a future.

“I can’t accept charity,” Carmen said, shaking her head.

“It’s not charity, it’s an investment,” replied Alejandro. I need someone honest around me. Someone to remind me what it means to fight for something important.

At that moment, the surgeon left the operating room. His smile said it all. “The baby did it. He is out of danger.

Carmen collapsed in Alejandro’s arms, crying with relief. He hugged her, feeling a satisfaction greater than any business success.

Three weeks later, Carmen and Adrián moved into an apartment in Chamberí, courtesy of Alejandro. Two bedrooms, modern kitchen, park view: a paradise compared to the Lavapiés room. Alejandro paid for Carmen’s college, got her a part-time job at his company and hired a nanny for when she was studying. But what neither of them expected was how their lives would begin to intertwine.

Alexander spent every afternoon with them. Officially, to make sure everything was going well. In reality, I was looking for something I had never had: peace. Watching Carmen study while Adrián slept in the crib, listening to the baby’s laughter, feeling the warmth of an improvised family. It was something new to him, as valuable as it was unattainable in his business world.

“Why are you doing all this for us?” Carmen asked one afternoon, while they were preparing dinner together.

Alejandro hesitated. How to explain to him that she had given him more than he had ever given her? “Because you have saved me,” he replied at last.

“Have we saved you?” It was you who saved Adrian.

“No, Carmen. You have saved me from being just a rich and empty man.

Carmen looked at him tenderly. “What happened to you?” Why are you so afraid of being loved?

That night, for the first time in his life, Alejandro told her his story: abandonment in the orphanage, childhood without family, the promise of never depending on anyone. “I don’t know how you really love,” he confessed. I never had anyone to teach me.

Carmen took his hand. “Love is learned. And if you want, we can learn together.

Six months later, Alejandro’s life was different. His luxurious apartment in Salamanca was full of Adrian’s toys. His meeting agenda revolved around Carmen’s schedules at the university. Carmen graduated with honors and began working in Alejandro’s company, managing social programs. Nine-month-old Adrian crawled happily around the house, calling Alejandro “dad,” who melted every time like ice cream in the sun.

But not everything was perfect. Carmen’s family appeared in Madrid, demanding part of the fortune. The media began to take an interest in the story of the single CEO who lived with a single mother. Shareholders whispered that Alejandro was being distracted from business.

“Maybe I should go,” Carmen said one night, after reading the umpteenth gossip article. I’m ruining your reputation.

“My reputation?” Alejandro looked at her, incredulous. Before I met you I was a heartless business genius. Now I am a man who has discovered what is worth living. If this ruins my reputation, I’ll build a new one.

“And your partners, your company?”

“My company can go to hell if it doesn’t accept that I finally found what matters.

Carmen looked at him with tears in her eyes. “Alejandro, how do you feel about me?” For us?

Alejandro looked at her, then at Adrián asleep in his arms. “I love you,” he said, and as he pronounced it he felt something release in his chest. I love you, I love Adrian, I love the family that we are. And if the world has a problem with that, let the world go to hell.

Carmen kissed him. “I love you too, Alejandro. For the man you have become with us.

“Marry me,” Alexander said suddenly. Let’s make this real forever.

“Are you sure?” I’m not from your social class, I’m just a neighborhood girl with a baby.

“You’re the bravest woman I know. You are the mother of the child I consider my son. You’re all I want.

On the day of the announcement of the commitment, the unthinkable happened: the Board of Directors of Herrera Holdings called an emergency meeting. The shareholders, led by Antonio Vega, presented an ultimatum: either Alejandro resigned from the relationship or he would be removed from the management.

“Alejandro,” Vega said, “we understand your fascination, but marrying a waitress with a bastard son would irreparably damage the company’s image.

Alejandro felt his blood boil. “Be careful how you talk about my wife and son.

“They’re not your wife or your son. You’ve been manipulated by a cunning girl.

“Enough!” Alexander shouted, rising. Carmen is worth more than all of you combined.

“Then choose,” Vega said. The company or her. You can’t have both.

Alejandro returned home devastated. Carmen understood immediately. “You must choose the company,” he said firmly. I cannot be the cause of your ruin.

“You are not the cause of anything. You are the solution to everything.

“If you lose the company because of me, sooner or later you’d hate me. And I couldn’t stand it.

That night Alejandro did not sleep. She walked around the house, watching Adrian sleep, watching Carmen study. At dawn, he made his decision.

He entered the Council with an unexpected smile. Vega and the others looked at him, sure that they had won.

“What’s your decision?” Vega asked.

“My decision is that you are imbeciles,” replied Alexander. I resign as CEO and sell all my shares. I’d rather be poor with the family I love than rich with people I don’t even know how to love.

The amazement in the room was total. Alejandro left the company for the last time, returned home and hugged Carmen and Adrian. “Have you gone crazy?” How are we going to live?

“I have enough to live well for the rest of my life. And above all, I have hands, a head and a heart. I’ll start again, but this time, with you.

A year later, Alejandro and Carmen opened an educational consultancy. They helped families in difficulty, managed programs for disadvantaged children, built daycare centers in poor neighborhoods. They earned less, but they were infinitely richer. Their wedding was simple, but full of love. Two-year-old Adrian wore the rings, proudly calling Alejandro “Dad.”

One afternoon, while they were watching Adrian play in the garden, Carmen said, “That night in the rain, when I asked you to save Adrian, I didn’t know I was actually saving you.

“And I didn’t know that saving you I was saving myself.

Alejandro hugged her and looked at his son. He had lost an empire, but he had gained something priceless: a true family, a true love, a life worth living.

“I love you,” he whispered to Carmen.

“I love you too.” Forever.

And while Adrián ran towards them, shouting “Mom, Dad!”, Alejandro knew that this was the greatest wealth that a man can possess: to be loved and to know how to love in return. Because true love cannot be bought, but it is worth more than all the treasures of the world. And sometimes, losing everything is the only way to find out what really matters.

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