Micaela blushed and pushed Carlos out of the break room.
Then she sat down in the chair and called Alba to invite her to participate in the contest.
Design was her specialty and Mica didn’t want Alba to give up her career just because she was working as her assistant.
Upon hearing this, Alba accepted the proposal immediately.
Suddenly, Micaela remembered what she hadn’t finished talking about last night and hurried to ask:
-What does what you said yesterday mean? You said you wouldn’t forget Ernesto when you thought of me, why?
Alba, naturally, did not tell Micaela what Carlos had told her, and found a random reason to answer her:
-It’s just that thinking about how anxious you are when I forget Ernesto, I can’t bring myself to forget him.
Micaela was a little confused and asked:
-You mean that when you are going to forget Ernesto after feeling extreme happiness, you won’t forget him as long as you think about me, right?
Alba nodded her head, and after a good while, she sighed and said:
-Mica, I won’t forget him for a while, because the happiness I feel for him is not as strong as before. This morning I heard him talking on the phone to someone about his trip back to Salamentro for Christmas. However, it seems that he has no intention of taking me to Salamentro.
Without hesitation, Micaela said:
-Then you can ask him to take you back to his house!
-No, since he doesn’t want to take me back, why should I beg him? Humph! If that bastard just wants to flirt with me, I won’t let him go!
At his words, Micaela couldn’t help but laugh out of grace.
“How could Alaba think that Ernesto doesn’t love her and is just flirting with her, you don’t say!”
Micaela remembered a tweet Alba had posted, cleared her throat and said:
-Alba, when one is in love, the fear of losing love is also a kind of happiness.
Not getting a response from Alba for quite a while, Micaela hung up the phone.
She was sure that Ernesto would not let Alba down, so she didn’t think too much about it and concentrated on her drawings.
It took the two of them two days to finish the respective design before the submission deadline.
***
Very soon Christmas Eve arrived.
Today, Micaela had not gone to the office with Carlos, but had stayed in Barrio Fanslan to pack her bags in order to return to Salamentro with Carlos in the afternoon.
“We’re not going back until the afternoon of Christmas Eve, does Carlos want a reunion dinner as soon as we get to Salamentro?”
Micaela wondered if Carlos had deliberately delayed their trip so late.
Reality showed that it was yes.
The company staff had been on vacation and Carlos and Diego were the only ones still in the office today.
Carlos was standing in front of the office window, bowing his head slightly, his deep-set eyes gazing at the gray-colored sky, and his slender figure looked remarkably lonely in the empty office.
Micaela looked at the sad Carlos silently, who was very different from his former self and seemed even more attractive, like a melancholic prince, making Micaela’s heart beat faster and at the same time a little distressed.
She knew that Carlos had a wound that he didn’t want to talk about, that he didn’t even want to mention in front of her.
After a good while, Micaela approached him, wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and pressed her face against his back.
Carlos then came back to reality, turned to embrace her and asked her:
-What brings you here?
Without hesitation, Micaela answered:
-I miss you so much.
Hearing the woman’s affectionate words, Carlos’ melancholy gradually faded away.
He did not want to show Mica his sad and dejected side, and having her in his arms at this moment made him feel immensely happy.
-Mica, don’t you have something to ask me? -Carlos asked with intention.
She whispered:
-You will tell me when you want to. I’m in no hurry, I can wait until you want to talk about it. However, Carlos, I want you to know that I can be by your side when you feel sad and upset? I just want to stay with you here.
Saying such loving words, Micaela was shy and serious at the same time. In fact, they all came from the deepest part of her heart.
In the morning, Micaela felt vaguely uneasy when Carlos did not let her accompany him to the office, so after packing her suitcase well, she asked Raul to take her to the company.
Carlos was even more moved after hearing the woman’s words, he tightened his arms, then released her and said in a deep voice:
-Mica, kiss me…..
Micaela blushed a little, but, without a moment’s hesitation, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him softly on the lips.
Carlos stayed still in place without moving, as if waiting for Mica to do something else to him.
The faint fragrance of Carlos’ body intoxicated Micaela. After so many times of Carlos’ personal demonstrations, Micaela naturally knew how to please him. And with a single touch of her thin lips she made Carlos moan, who then involuntarily resumed his dominance and hugged her tightly to the woman.
This woman really was Carlos’s greatest asset!
A single glance could make him intoxicated, and a small gesture could take away his sanity.
Carlos had the impulse to take the little woman to the break room, but he suddenly remembered that he didn’t have much time left and could only let the idea go.
Feeling the warmth of his body, Micaela couldn’t help but blush even more.
Carlos hugged her tighter, moved a little closer to her ear and told her the reason why he didn’t want to go back to Salamentro:
-Mica, today is the anniversary of my mother’s death. She was forced to die because of grandfather’s guilt.
Micaela’s heart skipped a beat at the man’s words and her head went blank.
Carlos said nothing more, hugging the person in his arms tighter.
Micaela didn’t dare ask detailed questions, remembering what the old man had told Carlos the morning in Teladia: “Carlos, that incident was my fault. I’m so sorry.”
Today was the first time Micaela had seen such a vulnerable Carlos and she was very distressed to see him looking like that.
“Carlos must love his mother very much.”
All she could do was hug him and whisper to him:
-Carlos, it’s all in the past now. Grandpa has acknowledged his mistake, and you’re coming to terms with it again. You have done quite well. Your mother would be very happy to see the change in you.
Carlos’s eyes closed and in his mind appeared the image of his mother, her pleading look and his grandfather’s indifferent face.