Four simple words that Micaela could not resist.
Alba and Ernesto sit together at the table and drink their porridge, Ernesto exclaims.
-Lately it’s a battle with the hospital, leave it and stay in another one.
Alba takes a spoonful of porridge and chokes:
-You can come back if you don’t want to stay here, I want to be with Micaela.
Ernesto immediately replied.
-No, where the bride is, there I am!
A happy smile came on Alba’s face as she took the ribs out of their bowl, the phone rang, Alba took it out, looked at it, it was Katarina, she looked at Carlos and turned up the volume and asked.
-Visits are allowed today, right?
Carlos gave a weak answer as a yes.
Alba picked up the phone to come over.
Yesterday, Bianca, Katarina, Kiki from Nubcancion, Ana and Brillantella’s partners, and even Carlos’ shopping partners, read the report and came to visit Micaela, but Carlos said that Micaela needed to rest and turned her away, leaving Alba and Ernesto.
Today Katarina and Bianca are coming to see Micaela anyway.
Carlos blew the cold porridge and brought it to Micaela’s lips, watching as she opened her mouth and took it, the grains of rice on the back of the spoon staining her lips, and without hesitation he moved closer and allowed the grains to go, the girl blushed, looking at Alba and Alba who were not looking that way, talking to themselves and not paying attention, before glaring at Carlos, accusing him with her eyes of not being able to do anything.
Carlos’ thin lips lifted slightly and, with his next spoonful, he deliberately left another grain of rice on her lips with a look that said, -Let’s see how bad you can make it bad!
Xu just do not kiss too much, this is found this action in his opinion, extraordinarily tempting, the lump in the throat unconsciously slid up and down a little….
Micaela, who had been starving all day, found the porridge insurmountable, and with the little gesture Carlos had just made, she put aside for the moment what she had spoken before, completely oblivious to the effect her actions had had on a certain older man, and looked at him with wide, innocent eyes.
-Carlos, I also want….
Someone quickly fantasized about something else indescribable, and his eyes grew darker and darker…..
The door to the room suddenly opened from outside and Enrique, who had put on his white coat, peeked his head out with a slightly strange look and said.
-Carlos, come here for a moment.
Micaela looked back and was about to take the bowl of porridge from Carlos when Alba put down the dishes and rushed over.
-I’ll do it, you go and get to work.
Then she picked up the bowl.
Carlos looked at Enrique’s expression and his brow furrowed slightly. A sudden bad feeling rose in his heart and he got up and walked over.
Alba poured the porridge, let it cool and spoke.
-Micaela behave yourself, I’ll feed you haha!
Micaela’s tears came to her eyes.
-Alba, stop…
Carlos closed the door, excluding their voices from the room.
The two bodyguards at the door consciously stepped back to the side.
-What’s going on?
Enrique handed over the list of blood tests and said bluntly.
-Carlos, I suspect that Micaela has been poisoned with a colorless, odorless poison applied to the knife used to commit yesterday’s murder.
Carlos’ heart squeezed as he picked up the blade, all the indicators were normal, except for one, which was five times the normal value…
-It would really be thanks to Micaela’s body being resistant to different drugs, the poison was in her and discounted, it had not manifested itself before. I took yesterday’s knife to a lab test and found the toxin in it, let’s say it’s lucky that it wasn’t stuck deep enough and that Micaela’s own body is different….
-What is this poison, what are the effects, is there an antidote?
Carlos didn’t wait for her to finish before asking directly, a shiver rose around him.
-If it is poison, there must be an antidote, but it is rare, I have not seen it, it is still being analyzed, there is no sample, it is difficult to know the exact ingredients with just a little dissolved residue from the knife, this indicator is so high, it seems to be destroying the blood production function of the body? The best and fastest way to find the killer behind the scenes to come up with the antidote.
Yesterday he would have lost too much blood and the impaired blood production function prevents him from making his own blood, so….
Carlos’ fists clenched tightly and his deep eyes flooded with murderous intent….
-I will continue working on the poison and, in the meantime, keep a close eye on Micaela in case she has any bad reactions. First I will prescribe some medication to control the spread of the toxin and stimulate blood production.
Carlos’s insides were churning with rage, his fists were clenched tightly, and he was even more certain that Natalia was definitely the one who had set it all up yesterday!
Javier said he was good with drugs and could even poison himself with incense. The ones around his neck were of his own making.
Enrique looked at him and felt fear in his heart. He had known Carlos for over ten years and had never seen such a grim expression on his face.
After a long while, he adjusted his mood and spoke.
-Don’t tell Micaela about this, don’t let her worry, I want her to be happy…..
Micaela was already anxious about Natalia’s hypnosis and would be even more nervous knowing that she still had the unresolved poison….
Enrique nodded and agreed, emotions were also very important and it was good that she didn’t know that.
Having said all that needed to be said, Enrique turned to leave and brushed past Diego, who was coming across the street, and the two exchanged a greeting, Diego’s heart clenched at the sight of his own Mr. radiating an unprecedented low atmospheric pressure.
Lord has never looked like that before, as if, Satan from hell, he was about to tear anyone apart….
-Sir, I found out that the person behind Amy is, indeed, Cloud….
-From now on, buy shares of Familia Nunez and explicitly pressure me to force Natalia out!
After hurting his Micaela like that, he wants to avoid seeing her and wait to learn hypnosis?
Carlos’s deep eyes are covered with shadow….
Diego was so surprised that he hadn’t even finished the sentence….
Although it can be proven that Amy and Natalia are related, there is no hard evidence from yesterday’s accident that points directly to Natalia….
Wait, these aren’t even the most important ones.
-Sir, this is killing a thousand enemies and hurting eight hundred of our own… rushing to acquire a stake in the Nunez Group, we have nothing at all…
-Why do I need all that money without Micaela?
Diego froze, guessing that there must be another situation on Miss Micaela’s part, and that it had something to do with life!
Natalia had been flirting with Miss Micaela over and over again.
There was no warmth in Carlos’s deep-set eyes, which were filled with an air of indifference.
-Do as I say, and if anything happens to Micaela, I want Familia Nunez, not an inch of grass!