Alba froze slightly and looked at Ernesto, and although his face was upturned in his usual smile, she caught a hint of imperceptible discomfort.
It was true that she was thinking about Olivia a lot lately, deliberately distancing herself from him and being a bit sentimental, which was not like her personality.
She knew vaguely that she was probably falling into it, thinking about it because she cared, and every time she thought that if she and he also fell in love this time because of the family’s resistance or her own face-blindness, she would keep forgetting him and it would not end well, an unspeakable hardness arose within her….
Although I don’t feel love like marrow now, yet not wanting to leave him is real.
Suppressing my feelings for him is much more difficult than facing him head on….
Alba came closer and touched his thin lips willingly….
Ernesto was a little surprised….
He paid extra attention to every movement of Alba, he perceived the slightest change in her, and naturally he perceived the distance she kept deliberately, always deliberately, not a distance because she had forgotten him, but a new emotion….
Alba’s two hands were still in his grip, struggling slightly.
-Let go of me…
Ernesto literally let go of her and sat back in his seat.
Alba frowned and looked over, she had a vague feeling that she was acting out of place!
-Hey…
Suddenly, Ernesto pounced on her again, pulling her arm, capturing her lips and kissing her passionately.
The familiar smell made Alba’s heart beat a little faster, and a hint of joy surged in her heart, that was a more normal reaction, just a casual touch like that and then it was over, she was going to doubt his charm….
She slowly closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck willingly….
This small gesture made Ernesto squeeze her arms even tighter, wanting to return all the kisses he hadn’t received in the last few days….
The response of the woman in his arms made him lose control and he had to let her go, Alba opened her eyes dazedly and got up again with more intention….
Ernesto was more and more surprised, entangling her nonchalantly, until Alba felt his big unruly hands and, remembering that it was the car, she hastily shouted for him to stop.
-You bastard, you’ve had enough!
The soft tone was like a pout when Ernesto pulled her into his arms, stroking her head with one hand and asking in a muffled voice
-Honey, do you want to tell me what’s on your mind?
I wanted to talk to her openly and honestly….
Alba’s face was buried in his arms for a long time before she spoke in a muffled voice.
-When I saw Olivia being arrested by her husband’s family, I suddenly had a little fear of not being accepted by her family either, I had some low self-esteem, Micaela’s design talent is exceptional, Olivia’s craft is getting better every day and she will definitely be a leading makeup artist in the future, just me, I don’t seem to know anything….. …
Ernesto let go of her in shock and surprise, and reached up to cover her forehead, wondering if she had a fever.
Alba slapped his hand away, and knew it was strange to be so unsure of herself, as if some part of her body had changed since that memory of Ernesto had disappeared….
-Alba, all your fears are superfluous.
Ernesto buckled her in, then started the car and began to tell her about the division between him and the Mancebo family, between his father, telling her everything from beginning to end.
Alba listened in amazement, so this guy was so good?
Everything he has today, he started with nothing and he didn’t expect his father?
-As for you, Alba, didn’t you make it to the finals of the design contest? Without strength, could you have made it this far?
Alba paused, yes, she had always done well in her career, and had never doubted her abilities, so how come she was suddenly so unsure of herself?
All the way back, all the way home, Ernesto grabbed her with one hand, entered the code with the other and opened the door, stepping inside and pressing the person against the back of the door, his deep-set eyes looking at her seriously.
-It’s all my fault for not having given you enough security to be in such a troubled state of mind…..
Alba struggled to digest Ernesto’s words and felt moved to be truly free to be with him without fear….
Ernesto looked at her seriously.
-Do you know what I told my father? If he has more ideas, I will disown him and take your last name, so you can experience my love for you….
Alba looked at him in surprise…
Ernesto reached out his hand and gently caressed her cheek.
Alba, I love the arrogant and self-confident flyer.
Alba felt a powerful sense of belonging at this moment, although there was a piece of her heart that was still vacant, but that didn’t stop her good feelings for the man before her from increasing, she knew she couldn’t go wrong in her vision….
Looking at the faint gleam in her eyes, Ernesto knew that this communication was the right one, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips….
He had long sensed that Alba was just taking the bull by the horns, that the aloofness and coldness was a deliberate act on her part, that she still accepted him inside, for example, the last few nights she had gone to her room, but each time she had pretended to sleep, waiting for him to come over and take her in his arms before falling asleep….
Her dependence on him was engraved on her consciousness….
Ernesto’s movements were increasingly ardent, and after days of holding her and not being able to move her, this was enough to set her on fire with a single kiss….
Bending down, he lifted her up and headed for the master bedroom.
Alba was a little embarrassed.
-That, don’t you think this is going too fast? Actually, I don’t think we’ve known each other very long….
Ernesto took her inside and closed the door with his foot.
-Baby, stop it, I know you want it too….
Alba blushed a little immediately, with a hint of squirming knowing what he had in mind…..
-Then let’s finish eating too?
-No, I want to eat you first…..
…
Carlos had been keeping an eye on the girl’s movements and realized she hadn’t left Villa Clara, and was about to call her when the phone in his hand rang first, and it was Raul.
Frowning slightly, he picked it up and Raul’s voice was deliberately low.
-Young man, Miss Micaela is pulling weeds in the flower garden, I can’t persuade her, you should hurry up and go to…..
Carlos hung up the phone and hurried frantically over.
Micaela was squatting in front of the flower bed, carefully clearing the weeds, when she saw the sudden appearance of a shadow in the flower bed, and was about to look up when her hand was grasped by a large familiar hand.
Micaela looked up and Carlos bent down to look at her. With a push, he lifted her up, reached down to brush the weeds out of her hand and carefully inspected the delicate little hand for injuries….
Sure enough, there were a few small scratches on her fingers….
Carlos was instantly distressed and pulled her to the faucet next to the shower head to wash her hands carefully.
Micaela bit her lip, a little puzzled.
-Carlos, what are you doing…?
Carlos looked with deep eyes.
-The girl is taking me at my word? Hmm?
Micaela, more and more puzzled, carefully remembered what she had said and unconsciously said.
-To be safe? I’m safe…
-You say you’re safe when your hand is hurt!
The man’s face is serious, let Micaela thought whether he really cut his hand did not pay attention to it, hurriedly looked down to see, his hand has been washed carefully for a while, full of black lines on the fingertips to see some scratches, only cut the layer of fake skin, the blood did not come out…..
Micaela was crying and laughing as Raul, who was next to her, handed her a tissue as he was mentally willing, thank God!
I knew it!
The young master was so precious to Miss Micaela that he would have been so distressed even at this level, and if he had really hurt his hand, broken the skin and bled a little, he would have been accused of being unprotective!
It was a close call, but it was the right call.
-Carlos, that’s a small thing, you’re exaggerating…..
Carlos took the handkerchief Raul handed him and wiped his hands carefully.
-Micaela, there is nothing small when it comes to you.
Micaela’s heart beats faster all of a sudden….
Carlos looked at her deeply and, after a long while, took her in his arms.
-Before I didn’t have so much imagination, and since I have you, I feel that you are only safe in my arms. Raul told me that you pulled weeds, and I was worried about bugs biting you in the grass, about sharp weeds cutting you, and even more about snakes and things like that…