Four days passed before Micaela and Carlos, Ernesto and Alba returned again to Teladia.
The World Model Contest auditions are still in full swing and the Brillantella models have completed their progression as expected.
The auditions were extraordinarily rigorous, and thanks to Micaela’s participation, the auditions, which until then had not heated up, went to a new level, with the participation of 12 Brillantella people, all of whom moved on to the next round of preliminaries.
All of them are professional models, so if they really get brushed off in the first round of auditions, they won’t have a face to continue in the modeling world.
Their internet account was also blown away, with a huge increase in followers, messages of well wishes and cheers that couldn’t be left out.
Micaela is incredibly grateful to all her fans who have followed and supported her, and Alba has been tweeting live updates on the progress of the contest.
It was already dark by the time we got home and, once inside, Sofia had already gone to the trouble of preparing dinner.
She put the last plate on the table and said.
-Sir, Miss Micaela, just in time to come back, wash your hands and eat. By the way, Miss Micaela, congratulations on your promotion, I have cooked an extra dish of your choice?
-Thank you Sofia, what time have you cooked and made something I didn’t like?
Micaela asked mischievously, looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table.
Sofia froze for a second and laughed.
-That’s true, that’s true. Sir is so precious to you, I only cook what he likes, I’ve almost forgotten what Sir likes to eat….”.
Micaela froze a little, yes oh he had always followed her taste, she didn’t even know, what Carlos preferred to eat, he just wasn’t really interested in carrots, but now he was eating them too….
Carlos lifted his mouth slightly as he took Micaela’s hand and headed for the bathroom.
-Go wash your hands.
Carlos boiled the water and put her hands under the hot water as if he were washing a child’s hands, then squeezed out the hand sanitizer and gently rubbed her slippery little hands, to her extra delight….
Micaela looked at Carlos, who had his head down and was carefully washing his hands, and asked.
-Carlos, what do you like to eat?
Carlos looked at the girl in the mirror.
-What, is Micaela going to cook for me?
Micaela’s little mouth puckered.
-Make it look like I don’t cook, you’re the one who won’t let me….
She wasn’t even allowed to touch the knife, she worried if her cooking skills had deteriorated almost….
Carlos rinsed the bubbles from both hands, picked up the small square towel next to him and turned to her to wipe his hands.
-Well, no need to cook, that’s just what people do, my Micaela just has to lie on the bed smelling good and wait for me…..
Micaela blushed instantly and tried to pull her hand away, but Carlos grabbed it, with his deep eyes looking at her.
-Girl, ask me yourself what I like to eat?
Looking into his tender eyes, Micaela’s heart beat a little faster and she looked away.
-What does this have to do with eating…?
Carlos came closer and kissed her lips, with an extraordinarily seductive voice.
-Because my favorite thing to eat is you, my dessert, huh?
Micaela’s heart beat fast and unconsciously spoke.
-Carlos…
-Hmm?
Carlos just looked at her sweet red lips, he tightened his arms to encircle her between his, pecking her lips one by one, Micaela lightly brushed his head, his thin lips rested on her cheek, somewhat unsatisfied he cupped her chin with one hand and turned away….
-Will you still be saying such touching words after we are married, ten or twenty years from now?
They say that love has a shelf life, and there are even legends like the seven-year itch, so after we’ve been together for a long time, will it slowly burn out, love…?
Micaela’s question made his movements stop….
Halfway through, he tightened his arms and hugged her firmly, smelling the fragrance of her body.
-My Micaela, I will let you know that thirty, forty, fifty years from now, you will be Micaela at the tip of my heart as long as I have breath.
Micaela’s heart was still beating fast, and she felt a little confused as she wrapped her arms around his strong, slender waist, why had she suddenly asked him that question?
Carlos let go of her slightly and his thin lips sought hers.
-Micaela, it’s easy to get hot when you’re being held….
Then you have to kiss her…
Micaela shakes her head shyly.
-Carlos, Sofia is waiting for us to have dinner….
As she spoke, Sofia’s voice was deliberately raised from outside.
-Sir, Mr. Tomas and Mrs. Bianca are coming.
Ah, yes, just on the way back, Tomas called and came for dinner…..
Micaela unconsciously tried to push him away, but Carlos had a problem: the more a girl wanted to escape, the more he wanted to bother her.
-Bad man, let me go!
The door was left open, how embarrassing to be seen when they came….
Carlos seemed so pleased with her angry little face that he finally let go of her and took her hand with him.
-Brother, do you have to get like this every time you wash your hands?
Tomas saw them walk out of the bathroom holding hands and let out a chuckle.
Carlos raised an eyebrow and pointed to the bathroom.
-You can also go in and get all squishy.
Then lead the girl to the table.
Tomas really grabbed his wife’s shoulders and went in.
-Bianca, let me help you wash your hands…..
Bianca cried and laughed when he stopped.
In a few moments, all four men were seated at the table.
Bianca curiously asked about Micaela’s interesting trip to the auditions, which Micaela delightedly shared with her. After dinner, Carlos and Tomas entered the studio to discuss company business.
The two women sat on the couch and Micaela asked.
-Bianca, has Aunt not had her baby yet?
-My mother is probably pregnant with Nezha, she is half a month late. My father is very nervous, he can’t wait to follow her every inch of the way.
Micaela suddenly remembered the other day, when she thought Katarina was pregnant, and felt a little sorry for her, half reassuringly.
-Don’t worry, maybe she’ll be born tonight.
Bianca nods her head.
-My mother said she was in no hurry, that a child who has been a few days longer in the womb behaves better and is better educated, but my father was so worried that he said every day that if she didn’t come out again, the first thing he would do when she came out would be to beat her up!
Micaela burst out laughing.
-How could uncle do that? He couldn’t be more angry. Well, your mother and father are very much in love.
Bianca answered immediately.
-That’s right! I grew up eating their dog food…..
The phone in her purse rings and Bianca pulls it out, just in time for her father to call.
Bianca let out a giggle at the words of the father figure bouncing overhead.
-Now you know to call me for dinner, later when I have a brother, I’m a pasture…..
Micaela couldn’t help but laugh again and calmed down.
-It’s okay, you’re Tomas’ treasure.
Bianca smiles a happy smile and picks up the phone.
-Hey dad, I talked to mom about not coming back for….
-Bianca, Bianca, your mother has a tummy ache, she’s in labor, come back!
Dad’s excited voice made Bianca stand up and look at Micaela, to be so exact?
-Yes, yes, I’ll be right back!
Then she hung up the phone.
Micaela, in a moment of urgency, rushed to her feet.
-What’s going on…
Bianca grabbed Micaela’s shoulder and said excitedly.
-Micaela, you were right, my mother’s tummy hurts and she’s about to give birth!
Then she ran quickly to the door of the study and pushed it open without even knocking, as her excitement prevented her from feeling the somewhat condensed atmosphere inside, and rushed towards Tomas to pull him by the hand.
-Tomas, come on, my mother is in labor!
Tomas looked complicatedly at his older brother and nodded his head.
-Well, let’s go.
Micaela, infected by their joy, their new life, their new hope, accompanied them to the door, looking at Bianca’s happy and nervous face, unable to resist the urge to laugh, only to feel something strange after a while, why didn’t Carlos come out with her?