Carlos opened his eyes in agreement with her words, his gaze slightly lax, looking at the woman who had a few lovely moments in front of him….
Natalia leaned over and spoke expectantly.
-Carlos, tell me, who is the woman you love the most?
Carlos looked at Natalia with soft eyes.
-Of course she is… my Micaela.
What…
Natalia didn’t have time to show her surprise when the gentleness in Carlos’s eyes dissipated for a second and he shook her hand, then reached out and grabbed the pendant she wore on her lapel and, with a single force, ripped it off and gave it a fierce shake.
Natalia stumbles a little and grabs the table to steady herself….
-Miss Natalia, don’t be so ridiculous, Jasmine couldn’t even enter my consciousness when I was helpless, and you presume to hypnotize me? And try to stand next to me instead of Micaela? Are you worthy?
Natalia clenched her fists, full of defiance.
-Why don’t I deserve it? Carlos, what good is that woman? She’s so weak, nothing but a wretch and an orphan, it’s my status that fits you better, I can help you to be more solid in your career?
Carlos mocked.
-Miss Natalia, you seem to forget that the Familia Nunez stage no longer exists, and now everything that is Familia Nunez is mine, and you are the poor wretch who has nothing!
Natalia’s heart sank and her chest rose and fell, her eyes full of resentment and hatred.
Carlos put the medicine in his pocket, took two steps and picked up the watermelon knife from the floor.
Natalia watched him move and took a step back. Amy, who was hiding in the car, could not stand still and jumped out quickly, gun in hand.
-Mr. Aguayo, drop the knife!
Amy was furious and kept telling Natalia to calm down, to calm down and leave Javier alone, but she insisted on watching the live broadcast and lost her temper when she saw Carlos raise the knife towards Javier.
What to worry about when you have a dog of your own, or a mutinous dog!
Carlos looked at Amy and a warm, cold smile curved the corners of his lips.
-And I don’t? Do you know how much my Micaela has suffered? She couldn’t be anesthetized and they stitched her up alive? Who will pay this debt?
Natalia growled coldly, with a wave of condescension on her face, although in her heart there was a slight hint of fear.
-Carlos, it’s her problem if she can’t be anesthetized, she shouldn’t have had such a great life to begin with, I devised a double plan and got her to get away with it, Adriana, that piece of shit, if only she had been stronger and let more poison into her body, then Micaela would have been a corpse!
-Natalia, you have to stop provoking him!
Amy shouted, pointing the gun at Carlos, the man would really hurt Natalia with that knife, she was sure of it!
-Mr. Aguayo, I have to take Natalia away, don’t go near her again, the bullets in my hand don’t have eyes!
Carlos’ eyes cooled a little and he continued without fear. Natalia took a step back and looked at Carlos with admiration and continued without knowing what she was saying.
-Carlos, you are so special, do you know how many times I have tried to hypnotize you since I met you? But you are really completely impassive, just now, you obviously entered my imaginary world and you are still awake, you really, really make my heart flutter…..
Amy was extraordinarily nervous and upset, unable to dissuade Natalia, so she could only turn to Carlos, raise her gun and shout.
-Carlos, take another step forward and I’ll shoot!
Carlos looked at her with a puzzled expression, as if she were holding a toy gun and there was no need to fear it, and pondered Natalia’s words.
With unperturbed eyes on the knife in his hand, which still had Javier’s dried blood on the tip, he said indifferently.
-Oh, you’ll have to be quick then, otherwise, no chance….
What…
Amy was perplexed when Raul, hiding in the shadows, suddenly jumped up and kicked the gun out of Amy’s hand, then knocked her to the ground with a sweeping kick, Carlos stepped forward and stabbed Natalia in the stomach with a watermelon knife, right where Micaela was wounded!
-Ah! Natalia! -Natalia!
Amy fell to her knees with Raul’s hands clasped behind her back, screaming in terror and anxiety.
It turns out that when Ernesto came out, he didn’t feel comfortable leaving Carlos alone and told Raul to go back and find a place to hide and wait his turn.
Raul was also looking for an opportunity to get close to Amy as he got out of the car….
Carlos let go and let the knife plunge into Natalia and watched coldly as she sat in pain, her hand on her stomach, bleeding….
Carlos looked askance at an exasperated Amy and said in a cold voice.
-Don’t worry, I’ve mastered the force, guaranteed, and the depth at which they stabbed my Micaela, it’s not going to kill her.
Having said that, Carlos looked at Natalia with a condescending look, without a trace of warmth.
-Micaela suffered, and I want you to experience it for yourself!
Amy, gritting her teeth, knew that if she didn’t knock Carlos down in one blow, he would get the antidote and have no more worries and would absolutely recoil and crush Natalia under his feet.
Natalia was too sore to move, her face was white, her voice had some tremors, but there was still a lot of provocative laughter in her eyes.
-Carlos, as long as it’s from you, pain, I enjoy it too…..
The man she likes the most is torturing her….
Raul’s eyes widened, this woman, she couldn’t be a lunatic, could she?
Carlos’ eyes sparkled with disgust and he shook them off.
As they spoke, several doctors and nurses came in from the storeroom, medical kits in hand, carrying stretchers, and the doctor leading the group stood respectfully in front of Carlos.
-Mr. Aguayo.
Carlos looked at Natalia and said in a cold voice.
-Release Jasmine.
Natalia was in so much pain she could not breathe and knew she would not be saved unless her demands were met.
Pained eyes look at Amy, who breaks away from Raul, full of rebellion and extraordinarily worried about Natalia, and has to take out her phone to call.
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Carlos looked at the doctor and ordered.
-Treat her wound, without anesthesia.
The last words, deliberately aggravated, gave Amy a scare….
The doctor nodded his head.
Carlos couldn’t wait to see Micaela again and gave Natalia another look before leaving the place in Raul’s hands and walking away on his own.
Natalia looked at his back as he hurriedly got into the car and scoffed in her inner self: Carlos, if you don’t kill me today, you won’t even have a chance to regret it later!
Moises and his son are still in the living room, and Alba, Ernesto and Enrique are by the bed.
Micaela lies lifeless on the bed.
Alba’s eyes were red with anxiety, she knew Micaela was only in a coma, but seeing how little she was breathing her legs were shaking and she desperately tried to reassure herself that she would be fine, that Micaela would be fine, but she kept staring at the living room door, unable to even get up and walk from one side to the other.
Ernesto wrapped a quiet, reassuring hug around Alba.
Suddenly Enrique’s phone rang and, seeing that it was Carlos, he hurried to pick it up and immediately went out.
When he returned again, he was holding a tray with a mixed saline solution, a syringe, and then Carlos walked breezily in, immediately pulled out his pocket full of antidotes and handed them to Enrique.
They all gathered immediately and Alba asked uneasily.
-Natalia is so astute that she wouldn’t take a fake antidote for us, would she?
Ernesto put his arms around her shoulders.
-No, she cares about Javier, and with Javier still in our hands, she wouldn’t dare make a move.
Alba is still perplexed by how Javier has truly become her sweetheart and willingly comes forward to give her the antidote, but, in the end, with the antidote in hand and Micaela saved, nothing else matters.
Everyone felt hopeful and watched expectantly as Enrique took it step by step. The white pills fell apart as soon as they were poured into the saline solution….
Enrique injected it into Micaela’s dropper.
Then it was time to wait for the medicine to take effect.
Carlos was sitting on the bed, with his hand entwined in Micaela’s and deep eyes looking at her with love.
My Micaela, I swear I will never put you through torture again….
Seeing the bruise fade from her lips, the discomfort in Carlos’ heart dissipated, he took her hand and kissed it, full of gratitude.
Enrique looked at Moses’ mother, who was also looking at Micaela with a worried face.
If Micaela’s body is so good at repairing itself, what is absolutely incredible is that her blood, with the antidote pushing it, the toxins are melting at an alarming rate….
And this woman, it seems, knows a great deal about the secrets of the blood in Micaela’s body….
Carlos’ phone rang and he pulled it out to see that it was Diego.
His brow furrowed softly and, halfway through, he picked up and Diego’s worried voice rang.
-Sir…
-Diego, in the meantime, take a well-deserved vacation.