Carlos sat behind his desk and looked at his computer screen, which effectively showed surveillance of the office where Micaela and Sergio were. On the surveillance video, Micaela, very anxious, quickly opened the door and instructed Raul to go call the prison employees for help.
Carlos frowned and picked up the phone to call Raul.
-Take Micaela back.
Hanging up the phone, he quickly dialed another number and gave instructions:
-Arrange for the best doctor to give Sergio a complete medical checkup immediately!
On the computer monitor, several people entered the room and took Sergio away. In turn, Micaela stood transfixed in her place with a face full of worry.
Half an hour later, the office door was pushed open and Micaela entered with a sad face.
Carlos looked up, got up from his leather armchair, striding over to her. Micaela raised her head slightly to look at Carlos, and spoke a little dejectedly:
-Carlos, Uncle Sergio suddenly spat blood just as he was about to tell me about my birth…..
Carlos carried her back to her seat and took her in his arms, pressing his cheek against hers. It was cold outside and her little face was a little chilled. The intimate gesture worked very well and Micaela blushed a little instantly.
-Mica, don’t worry. I’ve let the doctor do another physical.
“Another physical?”
Micaela looked at him curiously and Carlos explained:
-They’ve given him a medical check-up before and he’s in good health, with no problems other than some chronic illnesses typical of his age.
Micaela, very grateful, said:
-Carlos, thank you very much. You have been more considerate than me. Uncle Sergio said…
-I know.
Carlos gestured for her to look at the computer screen. At this point, that prison visiting room was already empty.
-Yes, I suspect that what has happened in Catyblaca Nation, has something to do with Adriana and those people from Salamonsa.
Looking at the screen, then Micaela realized that it was not surprising that the man would let her visit Sergio so easily today. Earlier she had already mentioned a couple of times that she wanted to see Sergio, but Carlos turned her down each time with different excuses.
-I always thought he might be reluctant to speak frankly if I was there, but that doesn’t seem to be the case now. He seems to know very little about your background and was very distressed when he talked about it,” Carlos went on to explain.
-What?
Carlos clicked the mouse, played the surveillance footage and rewound until Sergio started mentioning Micaela’s birth.
-Mica, look. Sergio took a deep breath before opening his mouth, and his hands were clenched tightly into fists, his brow furrowed, which was especially evident when he spoke of Catyblaca Nation. And her facial expression became even more pained at the mention of that Salamonsa person as if, someone had jammed her throat.
Micaela was so shocked that she turned around, hugged Carlos, firmly sticking her face against his arms, and said:
-Carlos, don’t talk anymore. What you have said seems to me very horrible….
What the man said reminded her of the scenes in horror movies.
Carlos couldn’t help but let out a low laugh at her frightened look, hugged her tighter and comforted her:
-Tontita, what are you thinking about? I suspect that he may have taken some kind of drug or been hypnotized….
It was then that Micaela looked at him, and asked with eyes full of curiosity:
-What do you mean by that?
Carlos, without giving any more detours, simply said:
-The last time I was in Fracimon Nation, I heard that hypnotist say that in his industry, there is a drug that, in conjunction with hypnosis, can control people’s desire to count. For example, if Sergio was fed with this drug, he would have no desire to tell you anything about your life or anything like that, and his body would prevent him from doing so, even if he himself wanted to and even his body resisted violently to stop him if he was forced to talk…..
Micaela was quite stunned after hearing the man’s explanation. It was true that every time Micaela asked Sergio about his origin, he answered her very briefly, always saying that he wasn’t sure or that he didn’t know. It turned out that it wasn’t because he didn’t want to talk about it, it was because he couldn’t control it himself.
-This is too surprising and unbelievable…..
-In this world there is everything. Don’t worry. When the results of Sergio’s medical examination come back, we will know if he really has a physical problem or if there is something else. Don’t think about it too much now, okay?
Micaela nodded and asked curiously:
-Which hypnotist did you go to see the last time we went to Fracimon Nation?
Carlos raised his eyebrows. Natalia Nunez was quite suspicious and her target was him. The reason Natalia had gone to that hypnotist was probably because of him. Carlos didn’t want to talk about it to upset his sweetheart, so he diverted the subject:
-Mica, do you still remember what you told me last time? You told me that I wouldn’t investigate your origin anymore and you would live happily with me in Teladia. Sergio also told you the same thing, so why are you still clinging to your family background? Micaela bit her lower lip, reached her arms around his neck and said seriously:
-Carlos, of course I want to live happily here with you, but….
Micaela looked down and asked:
-But what?
-The time I fainted in Catyblaca Nation, I felt that the background of that dream was Salamonsa and I got a little curious?
-Did you dream about the place where you lived when I was a child?
Micaela looked at Carlos and nodded:
-And the woman in the dream sounded very familiar, but when I woke up I couldn’t remember what she looked like, so I asked Uncle Sergio today about her in the rest room.
Carlos felt vaguely uneasy, hugged her tighter and said:
-Don’t think too much about it. What will be, will be. You’ll know what you need to know, huh?
Micaela nodded and asked again:
-Carlos, you are afraid that I will return to Salamonsa after knowing my family origin, aren’t you?
Without waiting for his answer, Micaela continued:
-Don’t worry. I won’t, because I only want to be with you.
Carlos sighed contentedly at once, his forehead pressed against hers, and said in a deep voice:
-I know my Mica is the best woman in the world.
Their lips gradually pressed together naturally, and Carlos pulled her more and more into his arms, kissing her deeply.
Feeling Carlos’ reaction, Micaela blushed a little, pushed him away and said shyly:
-I’ll wait for you in the break room until you get off work.
Carlos gave her a big kiss on the forehead and asked mischievously:
-Honey, are you sure that statement isn’t enticing me to go to the lounge with you?
Micaela shook her head vigorously and said:
-It isn’t!
Looking at the papers piled on the table, Carlos reluctantly let her go.
Micaela immediately got up and went to the break room.
The iPad was still lying on the bed like yesterday. Micaela sat on the bed, picked it up and unlocked the screen. The interface was still in the news section she had skimmed yesterday, bored, and to kill time, Micaela randomly opened another search and rescue news item.
“Many volunteers joined the search and rescue efforts…”
Micaela flipped through the photos one by one, thinking that Eric had said in the morning that the fashion show would not be cancelled and at most only postponed.
“Wait!”
Micaela’s eyes suddenly widened, she moved her iPad a little closer in front of her and zoomed in on a photo of the volunteers helping with the search.
“Isn’t this woman dressed in a down coat Olivia!”