Alba, who was pouring the water, froze, put down the glass and came striding over, her eyes full of surprise.
-The person behind yesterday’s attack on Micaela was Natalia?
Kiki and Ana were also incredulous at first and had to listen to what the others at work were saying all day before they believed it.
-What difference does it make, Mr. Aguayo has no scruples, he wants the Nunez Group killed no matter what, Mr. Yun has been missing for almost the whole month under the pretext of going on a business trip, Mr. Aguayo is forcing Mr. Yun to leave through this, if she did not hurt Mr. Aguayo’s most important person, how could Mr. Aguayo do… -such a move?
Kiki looked at Micaela and spoke.
Micaela blushes, tears fall immediately, get Grupo Nunez, whatever it takes….
Carlos is crazy, I don’t know before she was poisoned, she was all calm and wise and strategies, this is what she has become….
Alba had her fists clenched and her body full of anger; she didn’t know the ins and outs, but she knew the woman had been arrogantly thinking about Carlos!
-It’s ridiculous, does Natalia think that if she kills Micaela she’ll have a chance? Find her and I’ll be the first to stab her in the stomach too!
Alba was so angry she wanted to jump.
-I thought it was time for her to turn over a new leaf, that she’d had enough with Olivia and Leonardo, that she wouldn’t dare attack Micaela again, that it was time to see clearly that hers with Carlos was impossible, but it turns out she’s not dead yet! This woman, this woman is sick!
Kiki sighed.
-The internet is also going crazy with this story, after what happened to Micaela yesterday, today, Mr. Aguayo is pointing his gun directly at Familia Nunez, which directly proves that the incident against Micaela yesterday was arranged by Natalia, there are people on the internet who say that Mr. Aguayo was irrational, it was too impulsive to buy shares of Grupo Nunez in such a suicidal way to get even with his girlfriend, there were also people who were moved to tears, because of Mr. Aguayo’s feelings towards Micaela. ..
Alba has only caught up on Micaela in the morning and hasn’t touched her phone much all day today, that’s when she realizes that something so incredible is happening outside….
Suddenly, Micaela frowned slightly, pulled out a handkerchief and covered her lips….
Alba stepped forward and put her hand on her shoulder.
-Micaela, don’t cry, Mr. Aguayo is a real man, he got even with you, and I’m going to avenge you later, I’m not going to let you suffer for nothing.
Micaela squeezes the handkerchief in her hand and nods….
When it got dark, Carlos returned and went to Enrique’s office to look for him first thing in the morning.
-How is Micaela? Has the toxin spread?
Enrique looked at Carlos’ nervous expression and patted him on the shoulder.
-No, she is quite stable, any progress on your part?
Slightly reassured, Carlos took a deep breath and tilted his head back to look at the ceiling.
-I’ll find it!
With that said, he turned and walked out.
Back in the living room, Micaela was standing at the bathroom door ready to go in, when she saw Carlos, her heart pounding with joy, she turned around and walked slowly towards him.
-Carlos you already had dinner, Sofia came and made dinner and set it aside especially for you, I’ll put it in the microwave for you to heat it up…..
Carlos left the jacket on the sofa and approached her, reaching out his hand to hug her, not daring to push, but just hugging her gently and smelling her fragrance.
-Micaela, I miss you so much.
After only two days of work, he felt his Micaela was thin again, smaller in his arms, pale as paper, and he feared that if he hugged her a little tighter, she would break….
Carlos’s wariness, she felt it, and her heart fluttered, her nose ached, she blinked a couple of times to hold back tears, pushed him away slightly and raised her eyes to look at him angrily.
-Think I won’t be back by noon!
Carlos’s forehead pressed against hers, his thin lips lifted slightly.
-Well, my fault, I should have gone back to sleep with Micaela.
With a slight hint of blood on her face, Micaela asked again.
-Have you eaten yet?
Carlos bent his head and kissed her on the lips.
-I’ve eaten…
Not really, I have no appetite, I don’t want to eat anything….
Alba’s voice came from the bathroom.
-Are you guys done being mushy? Can I come out now? Or Micaela comes in, the water is ready.
As a result, she saw Carlos enter with Micaela by the hand.
The bathroom in the VIP room is also very luxurious and spacious, and three people in it don’t even look cramped.
Patients are not allowed to bathe, so there is no bathtub in the bathroom, but there is a hair washing bed where they can lie down to wash their hair, which is comfortable for patients in Micaela’s situation.
-I’ll do it, you go.
Carlos said to Alba, rolling up his sleeves.
Micaela blushes.
-No Carlos, let Alba help me, I still want to wash my hair?
Carlos threw a glance over his shoulder and Alba immediately got up from the stool over the sink.
-Micaela, it’s good that your boyfriend helps you, it’s good to promote a harmonious relationship between men and women, and it’s also good for your physical and mental health!
Alba made up a bunch of nonsense and went out, closing the door behind her.
Micaela cries and laughs, her hands clutching the hospital gown, washing her hair is fine, showering is….
-Lie down.
Carlos ordered.
Huh?
Micaela didn’t react for a moment.
Carlos’s thin lips lifted slightly, so he lifted her gently, took two steps to the bed to wash her hair, laid her down carefully, took off her shoes and then gently pressed her shoulders to lie down, each movement was so gentle she was afraid to touch her….
Carlos sat on this end, his long fingers entwining in her hair, arranging it, boiling water, testing the temperature in his own hands before daring to rush it to her scalp, his low voice lovely and melodious.
-Will it be too hot?
-No, it’s just…
Micaela lie, can’t see Carlos’s expression, senses instead more sensitive, his hands, gentle touch the scalp, moderate strength, shampoo, conditioner, none left behind, extra careful and careful washing, including drying the hair, all through a compassionate, comfortable Micaela almost to sleep, drying the hair, even if not expert, still very thorough to put her She gathered her hair and pinned it to her head with clips, before her slender hands reached for her hospital gown. ..
Micaela blushed instantly and unconsciously reached out to take his hand….
Carlos looked at her with deep eyes and raised an eyebrow, his voice extraordinarily subdued.
-Micaela be a good girl and undress for the bath.
Micaela’s head shook like a rattle and she still shuddered.
-Just clean it up, I, I can… do it myself.
Carlos took a deep breath and gently pulled her into his arms.
-I can’t help it if you keep making that face, be a good girl and let me do it.
Micaela’s heart beats so fast that she can’t resist….
He actually just washed her, avoiding the wounds that couldn’t be touched with water, and dried her upper body only with a hot towel, moving gently, sending ripples where his hot palm passed. The girl was so embarrassed that she was ashamed of herself, listening to his heavy breathing and closing her eyes tightly, not daring to open them for a moment until he dressed her and gently lifted her up and placed her on the bed.
Thin lips caressed her earlobe, his voice muffled to the core.
-Micaela, this is the sweetest torture I have experienced, in twenty-eight years…