Chapter 255 : The Years of Youth in Which Carlos Could Never Interfere

Book:My Dear Mr. Nice Published:2024-6-2

Bianca’s pulse raced instantly and her eyes widened in shock, not knowing how to react for a moment.
Tomas at first only wanted to give her a light kiss, but when he met her tender, soft lips, he couldn’t control the urge to kiss her deeply. Besides, she didn’t push him away at the first moment, so he hugged her waist and closed his eyes savoring this beautiful and sweet kiss.
“Are you kissing me!”
After a good while, Bianca finally reacted and pushed the man away.
-Tomas, I’m sorry, but I’m not quite ready yet. My heart is still in…
However, Tomas interrupted her words directly:
-I understand. Please say hello to your dad for me. I have to get back to the company now.
Bianca stopped talking when she heard him say this. Then she unconsciously got out of the car and closed the door.
Tomas looked affectionately at her once more, flashed her a sweet smile and turned the car around to drive away.
He would not apologize for kissing her, she was a beauty he had wanted to experience for a long time! But this was the last time, wasn’t it?
“Marriage? As long as it’s not with Bianca, then I don’t care who I marry.”
Tomas thought to himself, took out his cell phone and called his father.
-Dad, I accept the marriage you have prepared for me.
***
Micaela didn’t take long to fall asleep after getting into the car, from the night before until now, after experiencing so many things at once, she couldn’t help but feel sleepy once she relaxed.
The car stopped at Nyisrenda, Carlos pulled the sleeping Micaela out of the car hugging her and put her very gently on the bed in her own room. Lying on the soft bed, Micaela fell deeper asleep.
He gave her a light kiss on her forehead and looked at her peaceful sleeping face. Just looking at her sleeping, Carlos felt infinite happiness.
He wouldn’t allow anyone to steal that beautiful girl from himself!
After looking at the time, Carlos turned around and went back to the office, because there was still a lot of work waiting for him.
After Carlos sat down at the desk, Diego handed him a folder of documents and reported:
-Sir, as expected, Javier is indeed Mr. Campos’ son, an illegitimate son. His mother, and Marcos Franco’s mother, are biological sisters.
“No wonder they look a bit alike in appearance.”
-All the information about his study with Ms. Noboa is in that folder. Also, the night we returned from Yakydiza, the one where Miss Alba was in a car accident, Javier seemed to have secretly made an appointment with Miss Noboa, but he didn’t show up, gave her the bill and left. The photos taken by the surveillance that day, we sent them to you.
Carlos moved the mouse to see the photos Diego was referring to.
-The figure indeed looks like Javier, but there is no photo of the front face. I have already given instructions to investigate the surrounding surveillance.
-It’s not necessary.
Carlos clicked the mouse to enlarge the image, and discovered that the man in the photo had his back to the camera, holding an open wallet in his hand, in which a photo was placed inside.
-He said, “Send this photo to the technical department immediately for enlargement.
Diego inwardly admired his boss, who really was very meticulous and could notice the detail that others ignored.
-Yes, I’ll do it right away.
After a few minutes, the technical department sent him back the photo, Carlos at first glance recognized the person in the more enlarged and clearer photo and couldn’t help but frown slightly.
It was a two-inch sized black and white ID photo. The person in the photo was wearing a school uniform smiling very sweetly, had a delicate and tender face, with her hair combed into a ponytail, and looked very pretty with a pair of clear and lovely eyes.
This person in the photo was none other than Micaela, the Micaela of the time when she was studying in high school.
Compared to her beautiful appearance now, she was much more puerile and childish in the photo.
He didn’t expect this Javier to take a picture of his sweetheart in his wallet!
Carlos felt the zeal invade his heart little by little.
He opened the folder his assistant had just handed him, and saw a list of end-of-semester grade rankings inside.
Carlos knew that Micaela had always been very excellent at studying, but he hadn’t expected that Javier was also very outstanding.
Javier’s test scores, since the beginning of his sophomore year of high school, had each time been roughly ten points behind Micaela. Carlos assumed that Javier had done this deliberately for Micaela’s sake.
On the leaderboard, Micaela and Javier’s names, separated only by a single straight line. Javier’s name was behind hers for three full years!
Those were unforgettable years of youth that Carlos could never interfere with!
Carlos calmed his emotions a little. Micaela was his and could only be his. Since Javier had not conquered the heart of his sweetheart four years earlier, naturally he could not do the same four years later!
This photo only demonstrated Javier’s feelings for Micaela.
Carlos knew why Javier had returned to the country through Javier’s look at Micaela.
Carlos squinted slightly, speculating about something in his mind, when the door to his office burst open from outside.
Tomas entered, placed the documents he had attended to on his older brother’s desk and said:
-I’m going back to Salamentro.
Carlos was a bit taken aback.
“Why is he in such a hurry to go back? The relationship between him and Bianca just got back to normal…”
Tomas looked at his older brother’s astonished expression and said with a smile:
-Carlos, I know your good intentions, but, probably, I can’t give you enough. We have to admit that certain dreams cannot be realized and there are things that cannot be forced.
Carlos suddenly felt sad to hear his younger brother’s words, and he didn’t know what to say for a while to comfort him.
-You should come back to Salamentro after a while, right? -Tomas suddenly asked.
Carlos got up and went to the window. He had not returned after arriving in Teladia.
Even now, he still didn’t feel like going back to that city.
-No, I’m not going back,” Carlos answered after a while.
-You won’t go back even if I get married?
Hearing this, Carlos turned around with a surprised face and looked at Tomas.
-The bride is not Bianca. She is the daughter of the mayor of Salamentro.
-Tomas, you can’t be so impulsive! You’ll regret it in the future!
He shook his head and said:
-I have already decided, this will be better for everyone. In the future I want to devote myself wholeheartedly to the administration of the Aguayo Group in Salamentro. Well, you are going back to Salamentro to attend my wedding, aren’t you?
-Tomas, don’t do things you’ll regret.
-Regret is what I deserve. Well, I’m going. You have to show up at my wedding with Micaela when the time comes, huh?
After saying this, Tomas turned around and left.
Carlos wanted to call him, but he abandoned him.
“Bianca turned him down again? But after more than ten years of waiting, shouldn’t he be waiting a little longer when all things are going well? There must be some other reason for Tomas to have made this decision! But why won’t he talk to me about it?”
Carlos pressed the intercom and Diego immediately came in with a folder in his hand.
-Sir, this is the report of Miss Noboa’s medical examination from this morning.
Carlos took it and asked:
-Go investigate what is going on at Salamentro.