Alba was a little confused, had Carlos forgotten about her too?
No way, he refused to answer when she called him earlier, he pulled her and talked to Ernesto?
Diego hurried to bend too, what was wrong with Mr. Carlos, suddenly turning around and chasing him all the way past the elevator, in fact holding Alba’s wrist!
-Mr. Carlos, she is Mr. Ernesto’s girlfriend….
Mr. Carlos’ eyes were clearly excited… no, couldn’t it be that he had become infatuated with her?
Diego was horrified for a moment, had he seen Miss Micaela in Alba?
Alba’s hands struggled to free themselves from their confines.
-What are you doing? Let go of me!
No, no, the smell, something is different, it’s perfume?
Carlos frowned and released the force of her hand, his heart was so animated with mixed emotions, there was loss and what seemed to be a wave of relief, feeling something in his palm, he released her hand, his eyes moved to her wrist and saw the bracelet….
Carlos’ eyes become more and more complex….
Alba also looked at the bracelet in her hand and reacted with a jolt…. Did she recognize it?
Then she immediately remembered the perfume she had touched in the air before leaving the house, she hadn’t sprayed it on him, but it had more or less been sprayed on him, and he smelled it?
Alba swore she had never been so sad in her life, and at that moment, a huge wave of sadness and despondency swept over her, leaving her nose sore….
Carlos seemed so loving that, although she didn’t remember Micaela, she remembered the bracelet he wore, his scent, and that made her heart ache as if a piece had been ripped off….
Micaela ah, that a man really love to love you, how can you just go….
-This, can I keep it?
Carlos’ low voice rang with inaudible emotion, his eyes still riveted on the bracelet.
Alba withdrew her hand and looked at him, he didn’t even look up, he just stared at the chain on her wrist as if he was afraid it would disappear….
Halfway through, she unlocked the bracelet and Carlos extended his palm so that the silver-white chain fell into his palm, his five fingers closed around the small bracelet and held it tightly.
-Thank you.
Carlos turned to leave and bumped into Ernesto, who was coming out of the adjoining elevator.
He waited upstairs, but didn’t see Alba go up. He was worried that something had happened to her downstairs, so he hurried downstairs, only to meet Carlos, who had already come down, exiting the elevator next door.
Carlos merely nodded briefly to Ernesto and walked away.
Diego also waved to Ernesto and followed him.
Alba took a deep breath, tried to calm down and stepped out of the elevator to take the papers out of her backpack, when Ernesto grabbed her shoulder and asked her.
-Why are you in the elevator with Carlos?
Alba repressed the emotion of the sad fall and shook her head, to give him the papers she was carrying in her bag.
Ernesto took her hand and whispered.
-Actually the paper delivery was fake, I just wanted you to go out for some fresh air, the assistant and the others are upstairs taking care of the tender, shall I take you for a walk?
It was then that Alba looked at Ernesto and saw the concern that filled his eyes.
Ernesto also looked at Alba and saw the deep sadness that had lingered in her eyes for so long that his heart went out to her and he pulled her into his arms.
-Honey, Micaela is gone, you have to accept reality and go back to normal life, it is so sad to see my once vibrant Honey looking like this…..
Alba, full of remorse, nods and forces a smile.
-Okay, go for a walk.
Ernesto then felt slightly satisfied and swept her off her feet.
Alba asked.
-Don’t you smell something very special around me?
Ernesto sniffed decisively, came closer, sniffed carefully, and frowned….
-There’s a very faint smell, very familiar….
Ernesto carefully scanned his mind as Alba opened the doors, settled Alba in the passenger seat, then walked around the front of the car to the driver’s seat and was startled by a thought!
-It’s Micaela’s smell!
He moved closer to Alba and sniffed carefully again, smelling it more clearly in her hair.
-Perfume?
Alba nods her head.
Ernesto realized why Carlos was in that elevator with Alba and hugged her.
-Honey, enough spraying, what if Carlos takes you for Micaela?
Alba finally felt like laughing a little.
-You don’t believe me, do you Carlos?
Ernesto loosened his arms a little and looked at her, revealing for the first time his uneasiness.
-I don’t trust myself, I’m afraid I’m not good enough…..
Alba kissed him softly on the lips.
-Carlos only has Micaela in his heart and I only have you in mine. You are the most loving person in the whole world, Ernesto, and I love you.
Ernesto was filled with emotion and hugged her tightly.
-I love you too, so get your act together,” he said.
Alba snapped to attention and looked a little unsure….
Yes, I had to get out too…
Ernesto starts the car and wants to take her for a drive, passing in front of a hospital when Alba calls out to him.
-Stop by the hospital, I’ll go take a look.
Ernesto looked at her.
-Well, seeing as you’ve been missing your meals drastically lately, I’d like to prescribe something nutritious for you as well.
With that, he handed over the car.
Alba looked at him blankly and said nothing.
When she entered the hospital, checked in and saw her go straight to the maternity department, Ernesto was a bit taken aback and reacted suddenly with a sharp heartbeat, immediately protecting her like a domestic animal, fearful that others would hit her….
-Honey, we have always made measures, are you sure, let’s update?
Alba glared at him.
-Are you sure you’ve been doing the measurements?
Ernesto was a little distressed.
-Once or twice doesn’t count.
Alba grunted.
-Again I said I was the most loving person and I didn’t even know I was late for my period.
Ernesto muttered, holding her by the arm to avoid passersby.
-Honestly, how long has it been since I’ve touched you…?
Look at her so sad and painful, she still dares to have other thoughts, she’ll be kicked out of bed in a minute ah….
Then I couldn’t help but get even more nervous, so if I won, it would be at least a month or so!
Ernesto was so nervous, wishing he’d hit the lottery so he could get married, he was too insecure to never get married or anything like that, it was safer to put her name in his ledger….
Half an hour later, Ernesto looked at the words at the bottom of the ultrasound sheet.
Early intrauterine pregnancy, singleton gestation, periodic review.
The OB/GYN was giving Alba a lecture on the do’s and don’ts of pregnancy and Alba was listening intently when Ernesto looked at the thin sheet of paper and suddenly knelt down and tilted his head to look at Alba, who was sitting up, startling both the doctor and …..
The emotion is evident in Ernesto’s deep-set eyes.
-Honey, marry me.