Ernesto takes the cake.
-My friend, you’re wrong. Hypnosis is not really invincible. If it could do whatever it wanted, Javier would have been hypnotized and manipulated by it, so why would he defect to Carlos? Not only can she not hypnotize Javier, she can’t hypnotize Carlos either.
Micaela’s heart pounded with joy and Alba looked at Carlos with surprise.
-Why wouldn’t you be hypnotized? I remember last year, the time we went to see Jazmin with Micaela and asked her to help Micaela come out of hypnosis, Micaela was hypnotized as soon as we entered her house, and we hadn’t even seen Jazmin’s face in that encounter. Does it vary from one person to the next?
Carlos nodded his head.
He talked about this with Jazmin yesterday as well.
-Some people have a hard time getting into a hypnotized state, and Javier and I probably both fall into that category. There is another important reason, probably because I am allergic to perfume, and that scent he wears on him that calms the nerves to help with hypnosis does not have that effect on me.
Or rather, the effect is discounted….
I can’t say that it is absolutely impossible to hypnotize, as Javier said before, you need an entry point, for example, when grief is overwhelming and willpower is at its weakest point….
This, Carlos did not say, he did not want to worry Micaela, he was convinced that nothing like that would happen.
Ernesto laughed and said
-Not only is it not, but it has a refreshing effect! Good thing you’re allergic to perfume. Anyway, Natalia is out of Teladia and out of our way, so don’t worry,” he said, looking at Alba.
he said, looking at Alba.
-Besides, if Natalia really dares to come back, do you think Carlos is a fool? The first time she gave him a chance and he didn’t appreciate it, if there was a second time, Javier wouldn’t dare to ask for clemency, would he?
Alba also looked at her boyfriend.
Carlos looked at the girl next to him.
-Javier won’t be used by Natalia and will help us watch Natalia’s movements, and I won’t give him the chance to hurt you again.
It was a deal Carlos wanted Javier to make, and a deal he could not refuse.
Micaela looked into Carlos’ deep eyes and said earnestly.
-I also hope he doesn’t get the chance to shoot you.
What a memory replacement, something that should never happen!
Carlos lifted the corners of his lips.
After eating, the four of them sat back down on the couch and chatted for a long time before Enrique routinely came over to check the wounds, examined them, determined that Micaela was recovering nicely and announced.
-Congratulations, you can be discharged first thing tomorrow morning and go home to recuperate.
-It’s great to be home at last!
Alba cheered and then was taken away by her boyfriend.
It was the last night in the hospital and Micaela was in a very good mood, so Carlos washed up and went to bed and the girl lay in his arms.
Carlos squeezed her arms and Micaela asked.
-Did you go to see Dr. Jasmine today and tell her anything else?
Carlos frowned slightly, sooner or later Micaela had to find out about that, but the later the better, right? Right now she needed to recover and take care of the game behind her, that it wouldn’t affect her mood.
-Nothing, a brief talk about hypnosis and we send him back to Fracimon Nation.
Micaela rubbed against him in his arms, lamenting.
-Really, don’t be like Natalia and try to use hypnosis to do bad things, hypnosis is a good thing, like forgetting painful memories and so on, how many people want to forget their painful past and start over, Dr. Jasmine has always been faithful to this principle and there are many, many patients who are grateful to him…..
Carlos rubbed his head.
-Well, I’m grateful to him too….
Micaela looks at him incredulously….
Carlos also looked at Micaela, lowering his voice a little.
-Thankful that he was there, that you forgot our night for a while, didn’t keep thinking about it, didn’t do anything to hurt yourself, and waited well until he showed up again….
Micaela’s face flushed slightly as she buried herself in his arms and reached out to hug him, her voice muffled.
-Carlos, thank goodness it was you that day….
Carlos squeezes his arms.
-I’m glad it was you that day, too.
He didn’t fall in love with Natalia….
Thin lips searched for his ear and whispered.
-It’s a pity it’s so long before we can relive that night…..
Micaela blushed furiously and lowered her voice to a whisper.
-Actually, there’s no need to listen to the doctor so much…..
-What?
Micaela’s words were in her mouth and she couldn’t hear them clearly.
-No, I said sleep!
Carlos sniffed and turned off the light, kissing her forehead.
-Well, Micaela, good night.
The next day was sunny and beautiful, as was everyone’s mood, cheerful and bright.
The discharge formalities and so on were done by Enrique and the four of them went to see Javier again, who looked much better than yesterday.
Carlos has placed several spies here to keep an eye on Natalia and, after reassuring Javier that he is recovering, the group leaves the hospital and goes their separate ways, Ernesto taking Alba home first.
In the car, after taking a phone call, Carlos instructed Raul to drive the car to Nyisrenda.
Micaela didn’t care where he lived, only to listen to Carlos. She had just flipped through her phone and Eric had sent her a message, first congratulating her on her release from the hospital and then asking, implicitly, if there was any way she could attend for work, especially the World Modeling Contest.
Eric had been trying to go to the hospital for a few days, but Carlos told him that Micaela needed to recover and that she would not see anyone, so he had to obey so as not to bother her at the hospital and had to ask her by cell phone.
Micaela’s firm answer.
-I’m coming to Brillantella in a few days to catch up with the work I’ve left behind and the career, it’s a must.
Carlos kept his arm around her and watched her as she typed and sent word for word.
He took her chin and pecked her lips.
-Micaela is getting bold, making decisions without asking me?
Micaela looked toward the front seat, a little embarrassed, as Carlos reached out and flicked the switch, and the isolation kicked in.
Micaela was still a little embarrassed by the gesture, wasn’t she telling Raul that we were going to do something humiliating and that no one was to be bothered?
She blushed even more.
Carlos took the man in his arms.
-Isn’t it time to work with me?
Micaela threw her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly on the lips as she did so.
-No need to do the work, you will tell me yes.
Carlos’ thin lips lifted slightly, he hadn’t really decided to stop her from entering the contest and wanted to help bring Micaela’s stage career to fruition as soon as she had recovered.
Carlos looked at her sweet red lips and whispered.
-No, Micaela will have to do the job with me or I’ll look like I’m too good to win.
Micaela laughed softly and kissed him on the lips.
-Then, is it all right?
Carlos shook his head.
-Not good enough.
Micaela bounced back.
-It’s still not enough.
The man’s voice was a few shades darker.
Micaela blushed and kissed him hard on the lips, without leaving again….
After a long while, Carlos let her go.
-Live within your means and just allow your body to bear the burden before allowing yourself to work.
Micaela nods vigorously.
-I know, I would never force it.
Carlos was then satisfied and offered to explain why he had returned to Nyisrenda.
-Grandfather is here Teladia, and daddy too, especially to come and visit you.
Micaela startled and hurried to sit down again when Carlos squeezed her arm.
-Worried about what? You have long since enlisted their hearts, Mrs. Aguayo.
This new name made Micaela’s heart beat faster, and looking into his deep eyes, which were covered with profound love, made Micaela suddenly have an extraordinary desire to marry him….
-Carlos, yes…
The words came to my lips, but I was ashamed to utter them again and looked away.
Carlos grabbed her chin and made her look at him.
-Yes what?
The girl wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in the nest of his neck.
In her heart, a bold thought suddenly came to her, and that thought, to her delight.
-If, I win first place in the competition, come on, first of all, get married…..
Carlos’s heart skipped a beat, unable to contain his excitement, his hands caressed her face, her forehead pressed against his, his deep eyes were riveted on her, the shyness in the girl’s eyes intoxicated him, his voice was muffled for a few moments.
-Baby, after you say something like that, you’ll have to marry me first whether you take first place or not…..
Then he strongly approached her lips…
Finally, Micaela backs off, but not before finalizing the contract….
The good thing too is that going to Salamonsa when you get married can be a lot less messy….
When they returned to Nyisrenda, they found Carlos’ father Matthew, Tomas and Bianca standing in the front yard with the servants waiting for them, and when they arrived, Matthew ordered the servants to light the small fire pit in front of the gate.
-Micaela, Carlos, come, cross a bowl of fire and be rid of disaster and pain from now on.
Micaela, naturally, obeyed the wishes of her elders and carefully placed herself under the protection of Carlos.
Bianca took Micaela’s arm with a joyful face.
-Micaela, welcome home!
Micaela smiled and nodded as she joined the group inside.
Carlos looked around and asked.
-Where is grandfather?
The maid answered.
-In your master bedroom and Miss Micaela’s bedroom.
Carlos and Micaela stared at each other, what was grandfather doing in his room?
Carlos takes Micaela and heads upstairs.
Micaela exclaimed.
-I can walk on my own….
-The stairs are very long, you don’t want to tire yourself out.
Carlos speaks in all seriousness.
Micaela was speechless.
Tomas and Bianca smile full of meaning and go upstairs together.
The door to the master bedroom was ajar and Carlos was about to ask Micaela to push it open when it was first yanked open from the inside. Victor saw Carlos holding Micaela, with Tomas and Bianca following him, and unconsciously grabbed what was in his hand, almost sucking in a breath of cold air from the zap, but he restrained himself.
-Grandfather…
Micaela screamed and struggled to get down, but Carlos wouldn’t let her.
-There’s no need to come down, you should rest after being so badly hurt, Carlos, don’t take Micaela inside yet!
said Victor in a serious tone, as he walked away.
-Grandfather, what are you doing in your older brother’s room?
asked Tomas.
-Can’t I go for a walk? I’ll also have to visit your room later.
Victor said justifiably, then walked briskly to the bathroom, entered, closed the door and hurried to let go of his hand, only to see that he had a needle in his hand, the tip of which stuck in his flesh, causing him to wince, and with a shove, he pulled it out, put the needle on the sink, picked up paper to wipe the blood from his hand and muttered.
-This needle still can not be lost, later to Thomas room still need, think how heroic he was, gave birth to four children, at the hands of his grandson, and I have to come to tie the condoms of his young, I want to have a great-grandchild…