Leonardo’s tone was leisurely and seemed calm.
Yolanda looked at her son with her eyes closed, her heart agitated by unknown emotions, her fists clenched, and without waiting for her to say anything, Leonardo spoke.
-I was like the girl, you and Olivia, like the two young women. Olivia let me go first, it’s not that she didn’t love me, it’s that she didn’t want to make things difficult for me, she didn’t want me to leave everything and start from scratch because of her, she didn’t want me to be the sinner of the Pinto family, she let me go because she loved me.
Leonardo’s tears run out of the corners of his eyes….
-Mom, can you believe it? She forced me to sign the divorce papers without saying a bad word about you and told me to run the company well and not to upset or disappoint you without mentioning a word about how upset and wronged she herself was?
Leonardo thought himself insensible to pain, but the idea that everything Olivia did was for him, her stoicism, her words, when I leave, don’t come back and look for me all over the world, made him gasp even more….
Yolanda’s eyes are full of surprise….
-My Olivia is gone like this, if I force her to stay, I will go back to the vicious circle she was in before, you will keep targeting her and making her unhappy, you know what you have done and said to her, what you have done to her family, you know in your heart, you are my mother, I cannot kill you, letting her go is the last thing I can do…..
Yolanda’s eyes are full of disbelief….
Leonardo stood up, his eyes red, and looked at his mother.
-Mom, you did it, this time you really forced her out, are you happy? Olivia told me to run the company well, not to drink and to take care of myself, and that’s what I’m going to do. I told you, you’ll regret it if you force her to leave again. From today, from this moment on, I will not call you mom, Olivia will not come back, and I will never get married or have children again.
With that said, Leonardo walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked up at the blue sky, where the tiny figure of an airplane….
My Olivia, are you there in that plane, looking through the glass, trying to find my place and looking at me the same way I am looking at you?
…
At that moment, Micaela had just finished her morning session and came into her living room.
I overslept in the morning and arrived at Brillantella an hour late, the brand had already brought the clothes, fortunately it was a seasonal session to endorse clothes, plus I was in a good mood after a good night’s sleep, so it didn’t affect progress.
Alba took the day off work and when it was time to do her make-up, Alba sent to see the goodbye message, which was particularly dry.
-Micaela, I can’t get up, so you’re on your own today!
Micaela naturally wouldn’t be so stupid as to ask, why can’t you get up?
Then Alba sent a picture of her hand with a diamond ring on it….
Micaela, surprised, replies.
-Is it a marriage proposal?
Alba sent a very arrogant smiley face emoji.
Micaela’s face lifted in a smile, very happy for her.
-Congratulations Alba.
Alba immediately replied.
-I’ll wait for you together, and we’ll get married together.
Micaela imagines that image and feels extraordinarily good….
Hungry, it would be time to eat, it used to be Alba who planned the meal, she didn’t know very well what to eat for a while….
I went into the bathroom to wash my hands and looked at myself in the mirror, my face was clean after I finished removing my makeup, my eyes moved down and the little red marks on my collarbone were covered by the foundation, when I thought about the mischievous smile of the makeup artist when I did my makeup, Micaela was too embarrassed to raise her head….
Micaela suddenly remembered that she had decided to be angry all day.
She fell asleep again today and Carlos, the big bad, didn’t wake her up on purpose!
She must not talk to him all day to show him that she is really angry. Besides, it’s getting hotter and hotter, more and more of her clothes are showing her collarbone, she mustn’t allow herself to be bad in the future!
When I came out of the bathroom, I saw the man who had made the mistake, distributing the dishes on the dining table, which had several plates on it, which at a glance I could see were packed from some big restaurant.
Carlos turned, walked over, bent his head and kissed her on the lips.
-Micaela is eating.
Micaela blushed slightly and turned her head away, a little surprised that he had brought lunch, repressing the growing joy and insisting on not talking to him as she went to sit at the table.
Rage is rage, but you still have to eat.
Seeing that they were all your favorite dishes, you got a little mushy…..
Carlos washed his hands and walked over and, naturally, served her the soup and plates and Micaela stiffened and said nothing.
The man raised an eyebrow, observing Micaela swollen, and uncomfortable little arms not to talk to him, the corners of his mouth picked up a smile, Micaela increasingly tempered the…
After the meal, Carlos stuck to her like a lasso, sitting next to her on the sofa, he sat next to her, she went to stand by the window, he stood next to her, not saying a word, just watching her, his deep eyes watching her with a touch of playfulness, as if he could not get enough of her…..
The girl became more and more absent-minded, her face was burning red and she simply walked into the living room inside, ready to take a nap, when a big man followed her and pounced on her right away.
Micaela had basically forgotten why she was angry when looking at him, the hormones emanating from him were so captivating that they made her undisputed heart give a violent leap….
Looking at Micaela, who was lying on the bed, averting her gaze and blushing, Carlos’ eyes were full of kind smiles.
He was never going to tell her that her angry little face was so cute that he wanted to kiss her and harass her hard….
Like one of the few times he had been angry before, Micaela lost the battle first, resting her hand on his chest and trying to push him away.
-Carlos, I’m going to bed….
Carlos grabbed her chin with one hand, turned her small face and kissed her directly on the lips….
His movements were getting hotter and hotter, and Micaela finally realized that this bad man was not just kissing her and resisted hastily.
-Carlos, no…
The man’s voice was low and muffled, as if he had been repressing it for a long time….
-Yes, Micaela gave me….
-Don’t kiss there, it’s all foundation…
I had to go on camera this afternoon, so I didn’t wipe the one on my neck…..
She half reacted to the fact that she clearly wasn’t going to say that…..
Carlos replaced the harsh intimidation with a little intimidation for the sake of Micaela’s afternoon shot, and prepared to let her go for her lunch break, taking the girl in his arms and kissing her forehead.
-Micaela still angry?
The girl, whose eyes narrowed, asked unconsciously in turn.
-Angry about what?
Carlos lost his smile, I’m afraid there’s no better woman in the world to cajole than his Micaela….
As Micaela was falling asleep, it occurred to him that he had a shoot at 2:30 in the afternoon and he couldn’t wait for that bad man to wake her up.
-Micaela, I’m leaving, I’ll come back to see you when I become an international teacher!
Then there was a selfie of her standing under the iconic Deboma Nation building, in a long blue dress, with a particularly photogenic white gold necklace around her neck, the pendant, in the shape of a young Olivia…