Micaela looked up, only to see Carlos walking towards her, his deep eyes fixed on her, full of inextricable love, as if nothing else around him could enter his eyes, only his girl….
Micaela couldn’t help but feel her heart pounding.
“Carlos looks happy…”
The man had already approached Micaela, taking Micaela by the waist carefully.
-Micaela, let’s go home.
Micaela stayed in Carlos’s arms, her heart beating too fast for words….
Carlos had always treated her gently, but today she was different than usual, with a warmth, a joy, a comfort, a contentment, and full of love…..
She had a sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with that picture….
“Is he so happy that he mistakenly thought I was pregnant?”
Suddenly she felt a little reluctant to tell him the truth, but if she didn’t, her job would suffer, and so would many contracts….
Carlos looked at the girl in his arms and thought of the woman giving birth to a child, and couldn’t help but feel a pang of gratitude.
His voice became softer and softer.
-From now on, Micaela, be good and take care of the baby at ease, leave everything to me, our wedding is scheduled for….
-Carlos, I’m not pregnant! That was Bianca’s mother’s test stick, it was all a misunderstanding. I thought it was Bianca’s, I just wanted to tell you to make you happy! -said Micaela in a sigh.
Bianca blinked a couple of times, imagined the whole story, and mentally saluted her dear mother.
She should have thrown that thing away, why did she bring it to him on purpose, it was a big misunderstanding….
Carlos looked at the person he was holding in his arms, with some disbelief, for half a while, before saying.
-Micaela, this joke is not funny at all.
Micaela reached out and wrapped her arm around Carlos’ neck, her little face blushing sweetly as she got closer to his ear.
-You know my period very well, don’t you? Even if I’m really pregnant, we can’t find out that quickly….
“Besides, it’s impossible to be pregnant, I’ve always taken measures…”
Carlos frowned, since he knew how to do things, everything he did was organized and never impulsive, everything was under his control, except this woman!
It was just a picture and he was so excited, he didn’t even give it a bit of importance, he just believed it in vain, all the way to the license, the wedding, and the fact that he had to learn how to take care of the pregnant girl….
Seeing Carlos’ complicated look, Micaela was filled with guilt.
-Carlos, I’m sorry…
The drastic contrast of emotions she had experienced several times, she knew the feeling was hard, but all she had experienced was the climb from hell to heaven, while Carlos, was full of surprise turned disappointment….
Carlos adjusted his emotions, looked at micaela, whose eyes were full of uneasiness, and calmed down.
-Silly, it’s not your fault.
Micaela felt even guiltier and, not caring that people were already stopping around to watch her actions, she put her arms around his neck and said.
-I’m not going to buy more, let’s go home or to the office, I’ll keep you company.
Carlos nodded and looked at Bianca.
Bianca said hurriedly:
-All right, all right, do what you want, I’m going back to the office too, Micaela, another appointment if you need it.
Micaela nodded apologetically as Carlos pulled her out the door.
Micaela was too embarrassed to ask him to put her down. He wanted to hug her, so she let him, and buried her face in his arms.
Carlos carried her straight to the car, settled her into the passenger side and buckled her seatbelt before turning around and getting into the driver’s side.
He drove the car back to Barrio Fanslan.
All the way home, Micaela wanted to say something, but didn’t know what to say. Seeing the dejection on Carlos’s face, she regretted being so impulsive this morning, she even thought it was better that he was really pregnant….
Once they got home, Micaela took the initiative.
-Carlos, I’m sorry.
Carlos simply picked her up again and sat down on the couch, kissing her forehead.
-I told you I didn’t blame you, don’t blame yourself.
Micaela looked at Carlos and asked:
-You’re disappointed, aren’t you?
Carlos looked at her and rubbed his head, admitting:
-Well, I loved you so much.
The idea that Micaela was pregnant, that she was going to have a baby that belonged to them, that she had an unbreakable bond with him for the rest of her life, filled him with joy, and he was, in fact, disappointed to suddenly find out that it was just a misunderstanding….
Micaela blushed slightly and ducked her head.
-I’ve been yours for a long time.
Carlos’ heart skipped a beat, he lifted Micaela’s chin and planted his lips on hers.
-Micaela, I love you so much.
He didn’t know how to describe it, the love he felt for her…..
Micaela contained her shyness and made a serious promise:
-I love you too, very much, wait for me, when my contract is over, we will have babies, as many as we want…..
Carlos’ heart melted, he hugged her tightly and kissed her again….
Carlos was so capricious for the first time. The New Year was coming in five days, the company had a lot of things waiting for him to take care of, but he didn’t go back to the company all day, he stayed in his room with Micaela.
Sofia looked at his smitten look, thinking that Carlos and Micaela might have loved each other too much in their last life and didn’t love each other enough. In this life, they must still love each other?
The two watched a movie on their iPads, a big disaster movie that is a hit nowadays.
Micaela could not stop watching it, she was shocked several times by the shocking images and held Carlos’ hand, then she was moved by the theme of the movie and the undying love between the protagonists, she cried several times. She had to wipe the tears from her cheeks….
The movie was over and Micaela was a bit sleepy after shedding many tears, so Carlos took her to bed with him, but suddenly his cell phone rang on the bedside table.
Mr. Victor?
Carlos had a bad feeling in his gut.
The scandal of Micaela’s pregnancy wasn’t over yet.
Damn Diego!
He was going to discount his prize for next year!
She took a deep breath and picked up the phone, where a slightly slurred voice of Nyisrenda’s maid explained, and then came the frightened voice of Sister Victor:
-Where is Micaela? Where is my precious great-grandson?