Chapter 714 : I’m Your Son, Not Your Puppet

Book:My Dear Mr. Nice Published:2024-6-2

Micaela snorted and laughed.
-Alba, how come we don’t focus on the same thing? I thought you were going to say this coming of age series is too romantic or something.
Alba made a resigned face again.
-It’s quite romantic really, Antonio was brainwashed by his mother as a child and expected his son to be like that negative man who played with his daughter before abandoning him and messing up his fortune too, but who knows, the son married his wife and forgot about his mother and went straight to the enemy!
Uh…
Micaela was a bit dumbfounded and, after a while, she nodded.
-Alba, you described it, very accurately!
-Hey, hey, that’s it!
Carlos and Ernesto were discussing company business in the outer room when, suddenly, they pushed their way in and were handed the phone that Micaela was ringing.
Micaela was wearing a dress, had no pockets and was too lazy to carry a purse for dinner, so she handed the phone to Carlos.
Micaela picked up the phone and Alba looked at the name and raised an eyebrow.
-I haven’t said anything bad about her yet, and the call came, so it seems you can’t talk about people behind their backs.
Ernesto did the same, picking up his girlfriend and taking her in his arms to carry her away.
-Honey, it’s time for us to go back to bed.
-Don’t bark!
-What’s there to be ashamed of if sooner or later they’re going to call you that?
-Shyness, my ass, but no barking.
The sound of arguing between the two men faded away.
Micaela picked up the phone.
-Micaela, it’s about time to get to Alcania, isn’t it?
-Mmm! Arrival. And you, in the hospital?
While the two women chatted, Carlos went to the outer room and put in the suitcases of the two men, who had arrived here in a hurry at lunchtime and hadn’t even had time to unpack them.
This he would do while he sorted the clothes in his closet.
Great Lord for the first time to do sorting clothes, still do a very good job, sorting clothes to pack, and then to the girl to wear pajamas later chosen, looking at the empty closet, have a very strong urge to buy her new clothes, but, only the last time to buy, already by the girl all kinds of read …
Thinking that he would be back in a few days and the closet was bound to be full, he turned around and sat down on the couch, taking the girl in his arms and sitting down with a sharp movement, when he heard the voice of Katarina coming over the phone.
-Antonio went back to the Franco family to have a confrontation with his mother and he’s not back yet and I’m a little worried.
-He won’t let you down, so don’t be nervous.
Micaela comforted…
Carlos’ thin lips wandered across her cheek and Micaela, startled, rushed for an excuse and hung up the phone earlier.
Carlos’ voice immediately resounded in her ears.
-Micaela has done a great job and I’m going to give her a reward.
Micaela asked him, distracted and curious.
-What performance?
How was today’s rehearsal?
-Marcos is getting married and you are behaving.
-I didn’t teach anything!
Marcos is an adult and has the capacity to take responsibility for his actions and, besides, he’s there to help Antonio, so how should she behave?
Carlos looked at her puzzled and, instead, took more delight in pecking her lips.
-Lack of performance is the best performance.
Micaela looked at Carlos and suddenly reacted to the fact that the barbaric and petty man was obviously infallible and absolutely sure of their relationship, but he would still mind if she cared even a little about Marcos….
Micaela got a smile on her face and wrapped her arms around his neck, avoiding his increasingly ardent kisses, and asked him.
-And what about the reward you gave me?
Carlos pulled her up by the waist and looked at her, in a muffled voice.
-The reward is that I will give you a bath.
Micaela blushed instantly and struggled to bend over.
-No, it doesn’t count as a reward!
Carlos led the man straight to the bathroom, and Micaela said anxiously.
-The pajamas, you didn’t take your pajamas.
-Micaela, you don’t need that for a while?

At that moment, in Teladia, in the villa of the Franco family, the atmosphere is tense and explosive.
-Antonio, there are many women in the world, why should you trust that one!
Fabiana’s voice was extraordinarily exasperated.
Efrain sighed and said
-Antonio, can’t you do what your mother wants?
Antonio stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back and turned around, looking at his mother with a cold face.
-Mom, he doesn’t have much left, I promise you, I will continue to support the Franco family, what he owes you he paid a long time ago…..
Fabiana stood up excited.
-It’s not enough! Now he’s a winner in life, my son is doing his job for him, taking care of that fucking whore and her daughter, he’s smiling from the grave, why should he? I want him to die. I want him to live in peace. You promised me you’d do it for me, you promised me! You broke your word, I told you not to have true feelings for his daughter, but you don’t listen!
Fabiana is going crazy like a madwoman…
Efrain looks at his wife with pain, after all these years, he still cares so much about Kimberly…
Looking at her hysterically, and before Antonio’s complicated look, Efrain still did not dare to get up and take her in his arms.
-Fabiana, calm down. ….
-I can’t calm down! My most obedient son is actually a white wolf, he has hardened his wings, he sings like this against me, he already considers himself a Carballo family and wants to turn against me!
Looking at his mother, whose face was contorted, Antonio felt a surge of unspeakable sadness in his heart and, after a long moment, he asked:
-Mom, am I really only a tool for your revenge?
Fabiana stopped abruptly and looked at him….
-Mom, I have been in contact with him for a long time, he is a wonderful person, he has hurt you before, but he has paid the price, he is dying, giving me the Carballo Group was an active decision on his part, he is trying to make up for what he owes you…..
-It’s not enough! It’s not enough! I said it’s not enough! Antonio, you shouldn’t fall in love with his daughter…
-But I have fallen in love!
Antonio shouted.
-You should have known there was such a risk when you first asked me to watch over her! To love someone’s heart is uncontrollable! So too, he would have abandoned you then because he was really in love with his present wife!
-Antonio, stop!
Efrain roars, a permanent pain in Fabiana’s heart….
-Mom, I will not compromise, Katarina I will not give up, I have listened to you for twenty years, I have given you everything you have asked for, I am your son, not your puppet, if you still have a few moments of motherly-filial love for me, remember the promise you made to me.
He said it with extra firmness, let out a sigh of relief and turned around to go outside, where he ran into Marcos, who had just returned.
-Brother, I just got back and I’m leaving?
Antonio paused, with some guilt in his eyes.
-Marcos, I’m sorry for sacrificing your happiness…..
-Don’t talk nonsense brother, we are blood brothers, of course I want you and your sister-in-law to be happy, as for me and Adriana, hadn’t we agreed to divorce when things were over? If you and your sister-in-law are happy, it will be worth my effort.
Marcos speaks with unmistakable seriousness.
A glint of gratitude in Antonio’s eyes.
Marcos, once a guy, says words so sentimental, he has touched….
Reach out and pat him on the shoulder.
-Thank you.
-Brother, don’t say yes to mom at first and maybe this won’t happen.
If she doesn’t push me, she’ll push you!
Antonio swallowed the words he wanted to say, play with Katarina and then leave him, Marcos at that moment, he would have done it in a minute….
And, the thing, the only way to do it is to do it yourself, is to do it your mother’s wish…..
Violent knocking was heard in the house, and both brothers knew what was going on inside, and the Marcoses sighed.
-Come on, you go back to the hospital, I’d better go out to my apartment.
Antonio nodded and each returned to his car, where Antonio immediately called his assistant.
-Put twice as many people around the hospital, especially in the wards near Mr. Martinez, and never let my mother near!”