Micaela felt even more shy and put her face in his arms.
-If I hadn’t let you go back then, I would have been sure it was you I met that night two years ago.
Micaela whispered:
-It’s not too late to find out now…..
Carlos gave a mischievous smile and continued speaking in a charming voice:
-I think it’s late. How many “pleasures” I’ve missed!
Micaela looked up, indignant, and complained:
-Even if it is so, you shouldn’t have wanted me so many times in one night!
“I’ve become so exhausted by your insatiable appetite!”
-Hey, what I did with you yesterday isn’t making up for what I missed, eh? What I missed out on, I’ll make up for it little by little from you.
Micaela was speechless, not knowing what to say in reply.
Carlos chuckled with satisfaction and let her go, not continuing any further on this subject because he feared he would be out of control if he flirted a little more with the woman.
Then he returned to the kitchen. Seeing that the porridge in the casserole was well done, he turned off the fire and began to fry the egg.
Micaela was surprised to see that, apart from being a bit clumsy, Carlos fried the egg perfectly until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
She wanted to help, but was rebuffed by him, who let her sit at the dining room table and said:
-Honey, all you need to do is wait for me for a few minutes by sitting quietly here. I’ll take care of the rest, okay?
After saying that, she went back to the kitchen.
Although he was wearing a pink apron, he did not detract at all from his image as a tall and handsome man, and even appeared to be more mature and suave.
“The man I love is preparing breakfast for me personally…”
Staring at Carlos busying himself in the kitchen, a feeling of extreme happiness welled up in Micaela’s heart.
“I’m really lucky that I haven’t missed him after so many setbacks.”
After preparing everything well, Carlos put a hearty breakfast for Micaela on the table, and then personally served a bowl of corn porridge to her.
Looking at the corn kernels in the porridge, the woman was quite moved.
-I personally peeled the corn kernel by kernel without asking Sofia for help,” said the man to the side.
Micaela looked up and looked at him a little surprised to hear him.
-Micaela, I want you to understand that I am willing to do anything for you.
Looking into the man’s sincere eyes, Micaela felt very moved.
Carlos sat down next to her and hurried her:
-Are you not hungry? Hurry up and have breakfast. Possibly, we have to have lunch in the Fracimon Nation.
“Fracimon Nation?”
Micaela was astonished, and suddenly remembered that Carlos had told her that he would take her to Fracimon Nation after this busy period to recover her lost childhood memories through the treatment of medical equipment.
Micaela was a little disturbed and thought about what Dr. Wade had told her at that time, “During the treatment, something unexpected may happen, like the current memory will be affected or something like that.”
“If an accident happened during the treatment, would I forget Carlos?”
Thinking like this, Micaela felt a pang in her heart.
Seeing that the woman was in a daze without breakfast, Carlos frowned slightly, looking at the dishes on the table.
“My darling has no appetite or doesn’t like the breakfast I’ve prepared for her? Looks like I need to practice my cooking skills more.”
Immersed in her own thoughts, Micaela nonchalantly spooned a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, immediately raised her head with an expression of astonishment and exclaimed:
-They are very tasty! Carlos, you’re really good at cooking! Is this really the first time you’ve cooked?
Micaela sincerely praised Carlos’ cooking talent, with a glint of surprise in her eyes, so that he knew she was not deliberately flattering him. Seeing the woman’s expression, Carlos loosened his tightly knit eyebrows.
Carlos assumed that the breakfast should taste good because he had been up so early today and had been preparing for so long, but still, he asked to confirm:
-Really?
Seeing the man’s expectant eyes, Micaela suddenly felt that now he was not the haughty president, but an ordinary man eagerly awaiting his wife’s praise.
Micaela tasted all the dishes one after another before saying sincerely:
-It’s true. All the dishes are delicious. Carlos, if the company goes bankrupt in the future, you will be able to work as a cook, eh?
After hearing the woman’s words, Carlos smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth and said:
-Don’t worry. This kind of thing will never happen.
Even if the company went bankrupt, Carlos would be confident that he could re-establish another, more powerful Grupo Aguayo.
Micaela temporarily put aside the thoughts, turning over in her mind and concentrated on eating breakfast.
After breakfast, Carlos left with the woman for Grupo Aguayo and went straight up to the top floor, where a private plane was neatly parked there, and Diego, Alba and Ernesto were standing waiting on the side.
Micaela was a little surprised to see them.
Alba, together with Ernesto, walked towards them and secretly watched Micaela, who today a long-sleeved white shirt with a high collar and jeans.
The collar of the shirt was a little high and her neck was also covered with a light base layer, but even so Alba still vaguely saw some red marks on it.
Taking Micaela’s arm, Alba withdrew her gaze, suppressing the thoughts inside, and said with some emotion:
-Micaela, thanks to you, today I have the honor of traveling in a private plane!
Ernesto joked saying:
-Carlos, luckily this is your own plane. Otherwise, it would have taken off long ago!
Carlos looked at the time and realized that they were indeed two hours later than planned.
However, at that moment his sweetheart was sleeping soundly as a trunk, how could he wake her up?
Micaela reacted and understood that the delay of the take-off must be his fault.
-I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. It’s just that I fell asleep….
Without waiting for Alba to speak, Carlos grabbed the woman’s hand and looked angrily at Ernesto.
Ernesto was quick to retract his words and said:
-No, Micaela, I am very happy to be able to be on the top floor of the Grupo Aguayo building, contemplating all the scenery of the entire city Teladia. Even if I had to wait a few more hours, it would not be a problem.
Both Micaela and Alba laughed at Ernesto’s funny expression.
At this point, Carlos looked at his assistant.
Diego was carrying a briefcase in his hand and said respectfully:
-Sir, everything is ready now.
Carlos nodded and took the initiative to take Micaela by the hand and board the plane with her.
Ernesto and Alba followed after them.
Alba looked around the spacious, luxurious and comfortable cabin and exclaimed inside:
“How luxurious is the life of the rich! I don’t know how long it will take my own brother to reach these heights.”
She paused and looked at Ernesto, who was holding her hand, thinking that maybe this man could reach the same height as Carlos faster.
The five took their seats respectively.
Diego, as the only single among the five, sat very consciously on the single sofa on the left.
The plane slowly took off and penetrated the sky.
At the thought that her actual memory might be affected during the treatment process, Micaela became quite anxious.
She did want to remember her parents and her childhood, but she was afraid of forgetting the beauty of the present life, her good friends and especially Carlos.
At this moment, the man reached out and took her in his arms, placed a soft kiss on her forehead and comforted her:
-Honey, don’t overthink it. You didn’t sleep well last night, get some more rest, ok?
Smelling the man’s pleasant scent, Micaela felt much calmer, obediently closed her eyes and fell asleep in a jiffy.
Alba, sitting behind Micaela, was flipping through a magazine, but her mind was elsewhere.
“Last night, Micaela finally gave herself to Carlos, didn’t she?”
Alba felt her heart fill with an anguished feeling.
In fact, last night, she herself was also on the verge of having an “intimate” relationship with Ernesto.