-Miss Micaela, is it you who has returned?
Carlos appeared impatiently in the foyer, heard a familiar voice containing excitement and then the figure of Sofia appearing at the front door, her hand still on the knob.
-… Mr. Carlos, you, you come to….
Sofia looked at Carlos with a few moments of surprise and uneasiness in her eyes.
For a month now, Mr. Carlos has been on a business trip or back to Nyisrenda, she has not seen Miss Micaela again, she is very distressed, her phone is off, she asks Diego and he does not answer her, she learns from her daughter that her last Twitter update said that she married love and left the modeling world, but she did not marry Mr. Carlos. Today instead the Miss of the Nunez family came to Nyisrenda to sleep in the master bedroom, big time!
She was so angry that she argued with her and was ridiculed by Natalia, who had been a housekeeper at Nyisrenda for more than thirty years in the Aguayo family, but for the first time she had been ridiculed in that way, and Natalia said unkindly.
-When I take Mrs. Aguayo’s seat, you will be the first to be fired!
Sofia trembled with rage, thinking of the gentle and kind Miss Micaela, but she did not understand how Mr. Carlos could have become involved with such a disrespectful and dog-eyed Miss from the Nunez family. Fanslan, where she had previously lived on the eighth floor.
Bored as an oyster, she hadn’t gone to sleep either, when suddenly she heard a movement upstairs, which made her heart pound with joy, it must be Miss Micaela returning!
Quickly, he covered himself with his clothes and ran upstairs, but to his surprise, an equally anxious looking Mr. Carlos appeared around….
Carlos opened his mouth to ask her how she had gotten here, but his mind remembered that Sofia was the one who used to take care of his meals here, and then, his heart skipped a beat as he looked at Sofia.
-Who did you just say was back?
Sofia has a hard look on her face.
Diego told me not to mention Miss Micaela in front of Mr. Carlos, not even by name!
Now look at Mr. Carlos’ stony expression, his eyes clearly show some expectation…. Can he, can he speak?
Mr. Carlos is a hundred times colder than before, could it be because Miss Micaela is not here?
There must have been some kind of misunderstanding and rupture between him and Miss Micaela, right?
It is also true that Mr. Carlos and Miss Micaela have become affectionate since they have been together, and what couple doesn’t fight and have a tantrum?
But, if Miss Micaela marries someone else, Mr. Carlos will be so sorry?
No, in his inner self, Miss Micaela wouldn’t have married someone else either, they both had eyes and hearts for each other!
In any case, Mr. Carlos should have been persuaded.
Sofia clenched her fists and plucked up the courage to say.
-Mr. Carlos, you and Miss Micaela are quarreling, you are the man, you have to give in to Miss Micaela….
Away, Micaela…
Carlos frowned and felt an instant headache and a dull ache in his chest, then a rush of air and blood came up and a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, he tried to hold it back but couldn’t….
Without warning, Carlos leaned one hand against the wall and spurted a stream of blood from his mouth.
Sofia rushed forward with a scream.
-Mr. Carlos, Mr. Carlos, what happened to you?
His consciousness was gone instantly, something was taking away what he was trying so hard to remember, he didn’t want it taken away, but he couldn’t hold it back…..
Sofia was faintly heard calling out to Diego in fright, her back sliding down the wall as he sat on the floor, completely unconscious….
…
Ernesto is like a bee on Alba.
-Honey, what took you so long to come in? Are you thirsty, Honey, are you hungry, I’ll fix you a midnight snack? Honey…
Alba turned around and punched him lightly in the chest.
-Ernesto, stop it! I just went to the bathroom, I’ve only been out of bed for two minutes, and you’re asking me about thirst and hunger, what do you mean?
Ernesto clenched his little fist in one hand.
-Honey, take it easy, don’t get excited, it’s written in the book that you should never touch the fetal energy at the beginning of pregnancy, you will hurt the baby and your body too, behave yourself, if you want to hit me tell me, I will do it, I have more strength than you!
Alba cried, laughed and hugged him.
-Ernesto stopped…
Ernesto grabbed her by the waist.
-No, watch your hands….
-It’s okay, this time it didn’t break, it just cracked a little, no problem.
Undeterred, Ernesto carried her to the soft mattress and laid her down gently before lying down beside her and kissing her cheek, his voice eerily muffled.
-You little bastard, you’re trying to force me to become a monk?
Alba puts her hand behind her back and is grateful for the arrival of this child to distract her from the pain of Micaela’s departure….
A glance at Ernesto.
-I can pretend I don’t know when you go out to steal food from time to time.
Ernesto kissed her hard on the lips.
-Shouldn’t you say: ‘If you go out to steal food, I’ll break your legs’?
Alba burst out laughing immediately, from the bottom of her heart, and, without much enthusiasm, looked at Ernesto, who was full of cuddles, and asked.
-Am I being too mean to you? I’m not gentle at all, I don’t know how to cook, I only know how to make you…..
Ernesto had an expression on his face as if you knew.
Alba ignored the deliberate display of such an unflattering expression and squirmed a little.
-Ernesto, I may not be able to do anything for you, I am not virtuous, I am not gentle, I can’t cook, I am useless, I am spoiled by you, I only ask for what I want, I don’t know what I should give for you, but you have to know, you have to believe that my heart is absolutely certain that I love you, I will never fall in love with anyone else again, but still, I will not tell you every day, I will dislike you in the future…..
Ernesto got excited for a moment and kissed her on the cheek.
-What nonsense, who said you’re useless, how is it useless when you keep me company, talk to me, let me wash your clothes, dry your socks, put my cooking skills to use, and keep me from feeling like I’m in jail at home? How is it not giving when you’re giving me children later, no, right now, and growing old with me later? I hate that I can’t spoil you more, how can I resent you?
Alba was so moved that she threw her arms around his neck.
-Ernesto you are so good, why haven’t other women seduced you before?
Ernesto smirked.
-I don’t want other hooks, I’m waiting for you to hook me.
Alba’s heart beat a little faster in denial.
-I’m not hooking you…..
Ernesto’s warm breath was on her face, his voice a dull, hypnotizing murmur.
-And deny it, you slapped me so hard I couldn’t find my way, I just ran after you…..
He was about to kiss her on the lips when his cell phone, which he had put aside, suddenly rang.
Ernesto cursed in disgust, turned around and picked up the cell phone and checked that it was Diego.
-Mr. Ernesto, Mr. Carlos went to Barrio Fanslan, Sofia and mentioned Miss Micaela, vomited blood and fainted, come now!