My Dear Mr. Nice

Chapter 211 : What About You, Is It Mine?

Chapter 211 : What about you, is it mine?

Alba saw that there was no longer sadness in Carlos's gaze, but a determined imperative, and she

couldn't help but admire him because his emotions quickly adjusted.

-That's what I must do. I love Micaela.

"I love you too..."

Alba averted her eyes, feeling disgusted at what she had just thought in her heart!

Micaela was her best friend, so she had to erase this unseemly emotion.

As Alba went upstairs, Carlos sat back down on the couch and thought for a moment before getting up

and going upstairs as well, opening Micaela's room, who was sleeping soundly with a red face.

After closing the door, Carlos first lifted the quilt under her feet to make sure her little feet were fully

healed and not red and swollen before lying down beside her. She consciously leaned over and Carlos

gently took her in his arms and kissed her forehead....

Carlos liked Micaela so much that looking at her and being near her made him feel happy.

She was too wonderful and perfect, so the god arranged such an eventful experience for her to meet

him, but in the future, he would not let her suffer a bit....

"I must find that bastard and avenge her!"

***

In the morning, feeling a very slight movement, Micaela woke up and saw Carlos who was sitting on

the edge of the bed.

"He was here all night?"

She was instantly glad and hugged him from behind, who was putting on his shirt.

-Did I wake you up?

Carlos buttoned the last button, turned to hug her and, naturally, kissed her on the cheek.

-Carlos, how long are you going to be away on business?

-You don't want me to leave?

Ashamed to look at him, Micaela said:

-You don't want to leave me, do you?

-You can come with me.

As much as she wanted to go, she had a job and couldn't leave.

She shook her head and refused:

-I want to earn good money to keep your bread. Hahaha.

Carlos smiled slightly and rubbed her head:

-You have put all the money on my card, what will you do to support me?

Carlos was a little speechless at Micaela's actions. Once he received his salary at Nubcancion and

Excelente Gusto, he sent a portion to the orphanage, the rest was transferred to his black card!

That card had an unlimited overdraft, but now it became a savings card!

-The card is mine to do with as I wish.

-Yes, the card is yours, the money is yours, and I am yours.

She blushed and felt joy at the same time. She got up, heading for the closet. And at this moment, the

man followed her, leaning a hand on the closet and pressing his chest against her back, whispering in

her ear:

-And you? Is it mine?

Micaela bit her lip and answered after a long moment:

-Of course...

Carlos gave her a firm kiss on the cheek and let her go.

***

When Alba came downstairs, Micaela was bringing breakfast to the table. While Carlos was talking on

the phone, but his eyes were on Micaela.

After yesterday's incident, the two had grown even closer.

Especially Carlos, anyone could see that she was the only one in his heart.

-Alba, come have breakfast! -Micaela greeted briskly.

Alba sat down and said:

-I'm so sorry. I said I came back to take care of you, but instead you're taking care of me.

Micaela sat across from her and said with a smile: Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

-You take care of me at work, I'll take care of you in life.

After all, Alba would risk setting the kitchen on fire if she prepared the food.

Alba picked up the sandwich and nibbled on it, saying approvingly:

-I want to marry a man who can cook in the future!

Carlos put the phone on the desk, sat down next to Micaela and said suddenly:

-Ernesto is a good cook.

Alba's heart ached. The man she liked was recommending other men to her?

She could only pretend to be calm, and said with contempt:

-I wouldn't marry him even if all the men were dead!

Ernesto's voice came from Carlos' phone:

-Evil woman!

Both Micaela and Alba were surprised.

When had Carlos become so naughty?

Alba answered in a loud voice:

-This is the truth.

-Who's interested in marrying you! Bad luck to whoever wants to!

Carlos was serving dishes to Micaela....

"He's not unlucky. He and my best friend were very much in love."

-I also feel unlucky for your wife.

-You...

Ernesto was very furious at her words.

-Enough, Ernesto, see you at the airport," said Carlos and hung up the phone.

-Is he also going on a business trip with you? -asked Micaela.

-Yes," Carlos looked at Alba and explained, "I read those contracts yesterday, and you can accept

them, but not all of them. When you go to the company later, choose three of them. Don't get too tired.

Only then did they both remember that he was referring to the various sponsorship, advertising, and

other contracts that Eric had given them a cursory glance at in the elevator yesterday.

Micaela asked incredulously:

-Why did we only choose three of them?

But Alba was very clear:

-This is the time to prove yourself. Not every company can work with you as they want.

Carlos nodded in approval and looked towards Micaela. Although after winning the tournament

yesterday, and with her threat to Hector, no one should be looking for trouble with her anymore, she still

had some explaining to do:

-Call me if you need anything, okay?

Micaela was quick to nod.

A message came in from Diego, who was waiting downstairs.

The feeling of not wanting to be separated from Micaela was even stronger than the last time he went

on a business trip.